Well, you all know the tough times that Joe and I have been through in the last month and it seems as though those times are not yet finished.

Friday, I was scheduled for a visit with my doctor for my monthly check-up. I was a little nervous about this visit. It was my first appointment since the accident and I wasn't feeling the baby move like I thought that I should. The doctor was unable to come in the office, but said for me to come in and get weighed, have my blood pressure checked, and to check the baby's heartbeat. Well, I had every pregnant woman's worst nightmare......they couldn't find the heartbeat. I was sent over to the hospital for an ultrasound and sent home until 3:30 to go back to the office to get the results from my doctor. Deep down, I knew what the results were. I knew the moment the heartbeat wasn't found........the baby had passed away. I was sent immediately to the hospital so they could start the process of labor so I could have the baby. At 10:45 am yesterday, I delivered the baby. As soon as it happened, it was as though a void entered my life. We aren't sure what happened. The only thing that they know is that the baby had stopped growing several weeks ago. I was at 17 weeks. Hopefully we will find out what they discovered before we leave town.

Today was really tough for me. I have been trying to keep busy by packing and working on things from home and no I didn't go to church this morning. I debated on whether or not posting something, but I thought getting it out there might help me get my feelings out. Please keep us in your prayers as we are still grieving the loss of my dad and now the loss of our baby.