It's pretty incredible that nearly a year ago I was pregnant for the first time. This was what turned out to be the ectopic pregnancy that I lost only a few short days after celebrating a positive test. I remember in the month after those events, I read a blog post from someone who was acknowledging the "anniversary" or her miscarriage when she was in the third trimester of a new pregnancy. And I remember thinking I really hope I'm pregnant when my own "miscarriage anniversary" rolls around.
Amazingly, not only is there a good chance I'll be pregnant, but there's also a good chance I'll be holding my baby in my arms by then!
Because there are several significant dates surrounding that experience that will occur in January, and because I will likely be nearing the end of my pregnancy or trying to figure out new motherhood at that time, I didn't want them to go unnoticed.
January 11, 2012: I took a pregnancy test in preparation for a doctor's appointment the next day. An appointment to discuss possible infertility. The test was positive.
January 14, 2012: The day after my appointment, the 13th, I traveled to Boston for work. The next day I wasn't feeling well, I could tell something wasn't quite right. That night I began spotting. I frantically called and texted friends and family who all assured me it was fine. But it didn't stop and only got worse.
January 19, 2012: I went in for an ultrasound. The tech wasn't allowed to tell me much, but I knew something was wrong. Later that day the doctor called, after hours, and told me that the pregnancy was not viable.
January 21, 2012: I had been bleeding all along, but this was the day it really hit. It's the day I consider as the actual miscarriage day, the day my body was getting rid of all it had prepared for a baby.
January 27, 2012: The pregnancy was confirmed as ectopic. I had to get shots to eliminate any cells that might still be growing in the wrong place.
The day I got the positive test (11th) for that pregnancy is the day after my due date for this pregnancy. And if I haven't had the baby by then, I could have it any time during the rest of this time line. I will almost definitely have a baby in my arms by the time that last date hits.
That's pretty amazing. I'm thankful in so many ways.