"Another Plane"

Hi!



It's been awhile since I've posted... and I'm sorry. Things here have been busy in the past month. As most of you know, Greg and I had a miscarriage a couple of weeks ago. I strongly debated as to whether or not I'd share this news with all who read the blog, but I feel as though it's something we should talk about. While we were only about 8 to 10 weeks along when we found out, it was still very difficult. For those that have kids, I'm sure you'll agree... bonding and love doesn't happen at birth, but rather at the moment you find out you are pregnant.

Greg and I had known for a little over a month that we were pregnant and found out at our first prenatal appointment that there seemed to be a problem. On Thursday, March 15, I had two ultrasounds... one by Dr. Beattie (my OB) in the morning where he suspected a possible ectopic (tubal) pregnancy. Since the machine he used wasn't sensitive enough, I had another ultrasound with an ultrasound tech that afternoon. They confirmed it wasn't an ectopic pregnancy which we were happy about being as that meant I didn't have to have surgery on Thursday. The news was mixed though. Even though we were determined not to have an ectopic pregnancy, we still had a seemingly empty fetal sac. That could have meant a couple of different things, but most likely it wasn't a positive outcome.



After a repeat HCG (human chorionic gonadotropin) level (considered the 'pregnancy' hormone) on Saturday and hours of waiting, Dr. Beattie got ahold of me at work on Sunday to tell me that my HCG level had fallen since Thursday which meant I was in a miscarriage. He suggested that I have a D&C. After a whirlwind of events it seemed, I found out on Monday afternoon that I'd be having surgery on Tuesday morning. Although the reason for the procedure wasn't a happy one, I was very pleased at the care I received from everyone at the hospital and especially from Dr. Beattie. He is a compassionate and competent doctor. He also may end up being our neighbor one day as he bought land across from our house (sort of). :) His oldest is 12 years old now and will be available for babysitting in the not-so-distant future.

Even though our miscarriage was a very difficult process, one we are still coping with, it has been a lesson in many ways. In all the ways a pregnancy can have problems, it's amazing it can work out right. Although Abi doesn't realize it, she has been an amazing support. Seeing her cheesy smile and hearing her infectious giggle helps us to realize that all of the pain is worth the happiness. We have received tons of support from family, friends, and co-workers. It reminds us how lucky we are.



Top flowers from CVS Clinton and bottom from CVS Waterville

Moving on to happier events, we just got back from Seattle where we visited with Chad, Heidi, and Brian. :) We had a great time out there... the only problem was that the trip was too short! :) Aren't all vacations? :)

We spent time hanging out, checking out the Market, going thru the Underground Tour, taking a ferryboat ride, spending time with Jane and Bill, and even got to go up into Heidi's tower. (She's an air traffic controller in Seattle.) I have a ton of pictures to post, so I hope you enjoy them.

For those that are curious about why this blog entry is entitled "Another Plane"... it's because Abi said that phrase a zillion times while in Seattle... and in the airports to and from. Being as Heidi works at the airport, it makes sense that they live near the aiport... so we were seeing planes every few minutes.... and yep, Abi noticed nearly EVERYone of them. :)

Thanks again Chad, Heidi, and Brian!

Hope all are doing great!