Wednesday, May 08, 2013
Well as you probably already know, I'm 22, will be 23 on May 29. I am taken. I have been married to my wonderful husband for almost 3 years. July 10th is our anniversary. We have been together for almost 5 years total. We have had many struggles with pregnancy and starting a family. Shortly after we got married I suffered a miscarriage at 9 weeks. We were devastated and couldn't believe it. Well about 4 months later we found out we were expecting again. We were thrilled! Everything was going great and at 18 weeks we found out we were having a boy! My husband was ecstatic, as was I. Little did we know, almost 2 months later, at 25 weeks, I would go into labor with him. The doctors had to preform an emergency C-section. Our little Jeffrey was 1 pound, 14 ounces and was just perfect. He was transferred to another hospital, because of his condition, about an hour away from me. I hated being so far from him when I knew he needed me. My doctor kept me informed on how he was doing, as did my husband, who was having to drive back and forth between hospitals. I was told the first 3 days were the most critical for Jeffrey and that if he made it past that it would be wonderful. Only, he didn't. Only 36 hours after being born our little angel couldn't fight it any longer, and he left us to go to a better place. My heart was ripped right out of my chest. At 20 years old, I was going to have to bury my son. My husband and I were just torn to pieces. We were living a nightmare. Time has made it a little easier to bare, but the pain is still there. We know that he is no longer suffering and he is happier than ever right where he is at. We also know that we will see him again one day, along with our other baby we miscarried. And now, here we are almost 2 years later with a precious daughter, who was born at 36 weeks, and is perfectly healthy. There were some complications when I went into labor with her. My uterus ruptured and I had to have a hysterectomy the same day she was born. The doctors told us they had no idea how she survived, but I do. Our baby girl was meant to be here and God sent her to us for a reason. I hate that I cannot have anymore children, but maybe it's a blessing from God that I can't because He knows how much pain I have already been through. I have my 2 angels in heaven, my living miracle here on earth, my husband, family, and friends and that's all I need. And of course God. I would be nowhere without Him.
I know this doesn't pertain to weight loss, but I thought I'd give people a chance to know me a little better.
Have a great day!