Difficult Times

We received some news last week that threw me for a bit of a loop. I found out that I am between 14 and 15 weeks pregnant. However, this is a molar pregnancy and there's actually no baby forming in my uterus. My body simply thinks it's pregnant and is only adding fluid daily and nourishing an empty sack.

Apparently this is a side effect of using the fertility drug Clomid. I have experienced so many negative side effects from that particular drug. I will NEVER again take pharmaceutical fertility enhancers. I have learned my lesson; albeit the hard way.

This type of pregnancy can be because of a genetic trait that I inherited. I learned this week that my maternal great grandmother had a pregnancy like this. She went on to deliver several healthy children after that pregnancy, for a total of 8 complete healthy births.

I am not required to have a D&C because it was a complete molar pregnancy (meaning there was no form of an infant in my uterus). Once the progesterone cream initiates my next cycle, I will go through a type of false labor to get rid of the bag of fluids and tiny placenta that's there.

Thankfully, we have not lost another child. It is very difficult to look down at my baby bump and know that there's not a baby in there to connect to. I suppose I should mourn this 'loss' in its own special way. But I suppose it is really simply a loss of hopes and dreams for baby #10.

Here's to the real baby #10....hopefully a healthy baby girl that I've 'seen' so many times before.... Baby bumps and blessings to you my sweet.....

~*Melody*~