Hey guys. I hope you all are doing well.
First off I wanted to start out by saying we may have our differences, but I will never forget the amount of support, well wishes, and advice I got from everyone here in regards to my pregnancy... not only when I found out I was pregnant unexpectedly, but also during the course of my pregnancy while I was so horribly sick for so long and on the verge of going into a depression. Thank you for that. And that is why, even though I am no longer an active member, I think ya'll deserve to know that I lost the baby at 23 1/2 weeks gestation just this past weekend. It is hard to find words to describe the event, so I will copy and paste exactly what I wrote on facebook:
Thanks again for everything. I was not always the ideal member nor was I always in good graces with everyone, but I sincerely wish nothing but the best for all of you.
First off I wanted to start out by saying we may have our differences, but I will never forget the amount of support, well wishes, and advice I got from everyone here in regards to my pregnancy... not only when I found out I was pregnant unexpectedly, but also during the course of my pregnancy while I was so horribly sick for so long and on the verge of going into a depression. Thank you for that. And that is why, even though I am no longer an active member, I think ya'll deserve to know that I lost the baby at 23 1/2 weeks gestation just this past weekend. It is hard to find words to describe the event, so I will copy and paste exactly what I wrote on facebook:
Quote:This past Friday, August 12, I delivered our baby boy at 23 weeks after our doctor couldn't find a heart beat at our OB appointment the day before. We have known for about a month now that this day would come - that the baby would not make it to term. We just didn't know when it would happen.
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Last month, two days after learning the baby was a boy, we were made aware that something was not right with his 18 week sonogram. Upon further examination, we learned the placenta was insufficient and not properly nourishing him. He was not growing and developing properly and it was only a matter of time before his little heart couldn't take it anymore.
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I chose not to see him the day he was delivered, as I'd much rather remember him by the sonogram picture below. It represents happier times. It was the sonogram when I found out he was a boy, and it was also the last sonogram we had before we knew we would not be having a healthy baby. His face is on the right, and you can just barely see his eyes and mouth. His chest is on the left and he has both arms raised up by his head.
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He was all curled up into a ball that day and the sonographer had a hard time trying to get him to move for a better view of his bottom. That's when I knew he would be just like his dad, who is so laid back and calm, and sleeps so still without moving.
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We were originally planning to name our first boy Sebastian Luke, but after learning of the circumstances we decided to go with Joseph Paul. Saint Joseph is the patron saint of unborn babies, and Paul means "little." I take comfort in knowing that the first face he will see is the face of Jesus and that he will never have to suffer. Not for a single moment.
![[Image: 18yhul.jpg]](https://i.imgflip.com/18yhul.jpg)
Thanks again for everything. I was not always the ideal member nor was I always in good graces with everyone, but I sincerely wish nothing but the best for all of you.
"Of course, everyone will claim they respect someone who tries to speak the truth, but in reality, this is a rare quality. Most respect those who speak truths they agree with, and their respect for the speaking only extends as far as their realm of personal agreement. It is less common, almost to the point of becoming a saintly virtue, that someone truly respects and loves the truth seeker, even when their conclusions differ wildly."
-walsh
-walsh
