Sad News

Yesterday was supposed to be a wonderful day because I had my first doctor appointment and was going to hear the baby's heartbeat for the first time. When my doctor listened for the heartbeat, she couldn't hear it. So she did an actual ultrasound. She found the baby and discovered that it was measuring the size of a nine week old, even though I'm 10 weeks along (I thought I was 11 weeks but I guess I got one week ahead). And she still couldn't detect a heartbeat. So she did a vaginal ultrasound and once again could not pick up a heartbeat. She had the other obgyn come in for a second opinion and they both agreed that there was no cardiac activity in our baby. Then I went over to the hospital for one more ultrasound that can detect blood flow. But as Matt and I expected, there was no sign of blood flow or cardiac activity. Our baby's heart probably stopped beating sometime last week. I haven't had any cramping, blood, or other signs of a miscarriage so I am scheduled to go in for a D&C next Wednesday to have the baby removed. So it was a very sad day for our family. But I do find comfort in knowing that miscarriages happen for a reason. And when the time is right, Matt and I will try again.