Sunday morning around 6AM, I started experiencing pretty crazy cramps, but thought nothing of it because I was going into my 12
th week and my uterus needs to start
stretching for my baby to grow. About 30 minutes later, I thought I was peeing the bed, I jumped up and ran to the bathroom to see blood all over the floor. I screamed for Matt to come assist as I was bleeding horribly. I was going crazy, I am
surprised Matt
didnt slap me in the face to bring me back to reality. A few minutes later Matt found baby
Wratten on the floor. By the looks of it, it lived to about 9 weeks and self terminated due to genetics and my body just rejected it at 11 1/2 weeks.
As you can guess, I had a miscarriage. It is very hard on me, but I am getting better as the week goes on. The worst part is that we saw our baby. The Dr. in the ER told me that 1 in 3 women actually have a miscarriage, and my OB told me that 1 in 5 women have a miscarriage. I read that after my 8
th week that I have a 1% change of miscarrying my
bundle of joy and never thought it would happen to me, but it did.
Everything happens for a reason, and I would rather it happen now then later, or have it grow a couple more weeks then have to deliver a stillborn.
We decided we are going to push the wedding up now, and actually get married in May or June. Have fun as a married couple for a couple of months, then try again and start our family!! I am excited to to get married finally become Mrs.
Wratten and start our family!! More wedding details to come!!