Yesterday, we received an updated diagnosis regarding why we lost Ethan. Come to find out, we experienced a placental infarction. Have you ever heard of this? I sure had not up until yesterday. It seems that it resembles a heart attack yet it happens in the placenta. A blood clot forms, cuts off blood flow which cuts off oxygen and that portion of the placenta dies, which means Baby is not getting the nourishment he or she needs. It generally does not become evident that the baby is not thriving until later in the pregnancy and there is no way to really prevent this from happening as the doctor agreed it is "a freak thing" other than taking a baby aspirin to try and prevent any blood clots from forming.
Upon hearing this news, of course I cried. It was a new bit of information and therefore something new to grieve over. Coming out of the doctor's office, Matt and I were able to both say that we felt blessed too. I was "a millimeter more happy" knowing that my body did not "drop" our baby. Also, upon arriving at home after our appointment, I did some research on PI and read other's stories of their experiences. After doing so, I could feel how God was all over our situation. Our pregnancy did not progress to the point of us ever experiencing Ethan not thriving or unhealthy and having the stress of knowing these facts as his parents. We were able to experience Ethan alive and peaceful, which helps me sleep and function better.
Yesterday, my Aunt Julie was also taken home to be with Jesus. She was 58 and passed away in her home. She had been struggling with diabetes and complications from the disease for years. She is loved by many here, but I am joyful that she is whole, healthy and dancing in the streets of Heaven on legs she will never have to worry about again.
Upon hearing this news, of course I cried. It was a new bit of information and therefore something new to grieve over. Coming out of the doctor's office, Matt and I were able to both say that we felt blessed too. I was "a millimeter more happy" knowing that my body did not "drop" our baby. Also, upon arriving at home after our appointment, I did some research on PI and read other's stories of their experiences. After doing so, I could feel how God was all over our situation. Our pregnancy did not progress to the point of us ever experiencing Ethan not thriving or unhealthy and having the stress of knowing these facts as his parents. We were able to experience Ethan alive and peaceful, which helps me sleep and function better.
Yesterday, my Aunt Julie was also taken home to be with Jesus. She was 58 and passed away in her home. She had been struggling with diabetes and complications from the disease for years. She is loved by many here, but I am joyful that she is whole, healthy and dancing in the streets of Heaven on legs she will never have to worry about again.
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