Here we go again….
After my spotting scare, I stopped working out. Though Dr told me that regardless if I continued to workout or stop, my body could miscarry or not. Just for my peace of mind, I stopped working out completely. I have terrible anxiety, and I felt it was the best for me to do. My thought process of stopping to work out was simple. If I knew that I did everything possible to keep this pregnancy, I would overcome anything that might come my way. I went back to work and hid my pregnancy for as long as I could. There was only one person that knew about it. Just in case I felt sick, they could assist me.
I started to feel morning sickness, and FYI, that can happen at any time, not just the morning. Luckily, I wouldn't feel too sick during work hours, except during lunch and after work. At the beginning of my pregnancy, I lost a lot of weight. After all, I was only eating soup and salads because everything else sounded disgusting. Walking through the breakroom at work was the worst! I would usually hold my breath to pass by and go to the restroom. When I would get home, I would run to the bathroom and throw out everything that I had eaten for the day, as well as a couple of tears. I don't know about you, but I am the type of person that cries while I throw up. TMI, but it's the reality that comes with pregnancy.
Everything was going as planned, and then I started spotting again, this time more than last time. Here we go again; I thought as I started to freak out in my bathroom. I texted my husband that I was bleeding. He told me to stay calm and If I wanted to go to the Dr's. I informed my family once again then I left for Urgent Care. Unfortunately, the Dr didn't allow us to be seen at Urgent Care since we got there at 8:30 pm. I told my husband that we could go home and see what happens. He looked at me and said to the ER we go. He really knows how I am and that I probably wouldn't sleep. I was already 10 weeks pregnant going through this again. Usually, women decide to let everyone know that they were pregnant. I was 2 weeks away and dealing with this issue. This time I was scared and upset over the situation. No one else in my family has ever had spotting or bleeding in their pregnancies that I couldn't get their perspective on the situation.
This time the Dr informed me that I had a subchorionic hemorrhage. Subchorionic bleeding occurs when the placenta detaches from the original site of implantation. She told me that it could go into a miscarriage but has seen more women continue to have normal pregnancies with healthy babies. After hearing the heartbeat and blood work, I was ready to go back home. I told my husband that I still wanted to keep it a secret due to the diagnosis. He was ok with it for my well-being, but also, I was showing a tiny bit. I know I won't be able to hide this forever. My husband told me, " Babe, you won't be the only one that will go through a miscarriage, but maybe if the rest of the family knows, you will have so much support from everyone that loves you. You need to enjoy this time." How can I enjoy this time of unknown? I said, "ok, give me 2 weeks, and I'll enjoy it."