You Have Left Me Hopeless

• by Sandy Haney
• 7 years ago

I honestly don't know how to write this, but here it goes. I was 13 weeks into my first trimester the night of December 2, 2009. I remember waking up in a lot of pain and then the sad news came. I miscarried my baby. Since then I haven't been able to let her go. The place in my heart that's hers feels empty. The only memory I have of her is hearing her heart beat and feeling her move. She's forever on my mind, but I know she's in a better place watching down on me and her siblings. Three years after my miscarriage I was blessed with a lil boy, but it was a high risk pregnancy.

• by Heather Eisele, Iowa
• 9 years ago

I understand so well how you feel. I am nineteen, and my pregnancy was unplanned, but already I knew I loved it, and I wanted that baby more than anything else in the world. I was already making plans to transfer to a less expensive school so that I could afford more money towards Little One, and I was planning on getting married much sooner than I had anticipated (about a year earlier) and moving in with my fiancé, who is in the army at his duty station a good 1,000 miles from where I live now because I wanted my baby to be closer to his or her daddy and me to have better medical care in case something should go wrong. I quit the caffeine (even though I am ridiculously addicted to the stuff) immediately after suspecting that I was pregnant, began to eat healthier, started taking vitamins to ensure that I really was getting the proper amount of nutrition, went on walks, everything I could think of to ensure my child's health. I found out two days before Thanksgiving that my baby is no longer with me, and the tears that I've cried! I've never felt a more horrible pain than this, and I've never loved anyone or anything the way I loved that child. My deepest sympathies to you and your boyfriend/fiancé/significant other. I hope that time helps you heal.