Sweet Dreams, Little One....

For those of you who have been following this blog, we have some bad news to report. At some point in the past 2-3 weeks since our first ultrasound, Brenda suffered a miscarriage and we lost the baby.

Last Monday was our regularly scheduled doctor's appointment, and we were excited to be hearing the baby's heartbeat for the first time. After two or three attempts, a heartbeat could not be located with their microphones. They did an ultrasound and confirmed that the baby had no heartbeat and he was gone.

Brenda went in for surgery the next day and I'm happy to report that everything went well and she's recovering very well.

There has been absolutely no evidence of what may have caused it, other than he must not have been developing properly and what happened was for the best. While we are comforted by that, it doesn't make things much easier to bear. I think we are holding up as best we can, and we truly appreciate the cards, flowers and kind words from family and friends. It will take some time for this wound to heal, but I know we'll make it through.

We are, however, undaunted in our decision to have a child. Our next appointment is in three weeks or so and we'll be taking it from there. It might be February before we can safely try again, but we know the ultimate outcome will have been well worth the wait.

A lot of what we're reading warns against trying again to "replace" the child that was lost. As far as we're concerned that won't be the case. We know he was our first child and we could never replace him. In fact, when we are pregnant again next year, and people ask if it is our first child, I will emphatically say "No".

We will always keep that little one in our hearts and will never, ever forget him.

Until we meet again, little guy, sleep tight. We love you.