Redemption, Pregnancy After Loss: A Follow Up


You may have read our story of Heartache and Baby Loss here. I wanted so badly to end it with exciting news.  Little did I know, I was actually pregnant at the time I was pouring my heart out about what we had gone through.  I am still in shock as I write this today, almost 13 weeks pregnant now.  Our redemption story. Our rainbow baby.

For the past 2 and a half years, I have watched bellies grow, deliveries happen, families grow, and celebrations happen.  

Our little family has stood still. We have a daughter who is now 4 and a half and will have just turned 5 when this baby arrives. It is never what I imagined for our family, but somehow it now seems perfect. It was always you. I had imagined my babies closer in age. Every time someone told me how much help my daughter would be once I did get pregnant, I would cringe. I don’t want her to help. I wanted her to be a kid. And have a sibling. And do the things that siblings close in age do. Things have definitely not been the easiest on us, but as we begin this journey out of the fog, I can look back and say I get it now. 

Pregnancy after loss is complicated.

While my first pregnancy was carefree and exciting, so far this pregnancy has been anything but.  As mentioned in my post about Heartache and Baby Loss, I had been going to a fertility clinic for a little over a year. I was able to get internal ultrasounds at 6, 8, and 10 weeks before I was released to my regular OB where I had a 12 week appointment. At 6 weeks, we were able to see a heartbeat! Exciting, yes. But a part of me was terrified for the 8 week appointment. Thankfully, we made it to our 12 week appointment where everything looked perfect. 

Aside from waiting for each appointment, daily things that occur that are normal pregnancy signs somehow seem extremely stressful. Every time I go to the bathroom, I’m terrified there will be a spot of blood. Each time I get a little cramp, I think the worst. I also had a few weeks of feeling a little nauseous and tired. In those weeks, if I happened to have a day that I felt great and didn’t need to take a nap, I thought for sure something was wrong. 

Continue holding onto hope.

I ended my post about Heartache and Baby Loss this exact same way. The greatest tool I have found to get through (especially the first trimester) is hope. Things are out of your hands. Rub lotion on your belly, take your prenatal vitamins, and take care of yourself and your body. That’s all you need to do. I kept my positive pregnancy test in my bathroom to look at each morning and remind myself there is a baby in there, and to keep a positive attitude that things would turn out exactly as they are supposed to.

Good luck to all of you mamas out there!  All the love! 

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Hi there! I’m Danaea! I grew up in upstate New York, came to college in Boston and lived around there for almost 10 years. About a year-and-a-half ago, we moved our family up to the Seacoast! I’m an Accounting Professor at Endicott College, sell Essential Oils, and am passionate about DIYs, clean eating, and finding new ways to stay in shape! Motherhood has been my favorite journey of all and I hope to someday add to it and have a tribe of little ones running around! I have some major OCD tendencies, but not the kind that would land me a season on TLC. I am slightly obsessed with reality TV, and have also convinced my husband he should be, too. I love to cook, but it doesn’t happen too often. My husband is the chef in our house. My favorite place to be is home, with my daughter, my hubs, our two dogs and my cozy pants and my coffee. You can follow along with my family adventures on Instagram at @danaea!