Wife, daughter, teacher, animal-lover, mommy to an angel.
My husband and I had only been married six months when we found out we were expecting our first child. As we approached our one year wedding anniversary, we eagerly anticipated the birth of our baby girl just four months later. A routine anatomy scan done at 22 weeks revealed problems with the baby’s spine and skull. My heart cracked and broke into a thousand pieces. We were faced with making the choice to end our very much-wanted pregnancy due to Spina Bifida, Hydrocephalus and Arnold Chiari Malformation. Full story.
I am a 54-year-old housewife and mom. I love to read, play a little golf, and watch college football games with my husband.
I also had two late-term abortions due to major birth defects. Our oldest son is 27 and the pregnancy with him was completely normal. We thought having a second child would be easy enough and had planned on having at least 3, if not 4, children. Michael was born in 1985. In March of 1988 I had my first miscarriage. The second and third miscarriages were in 1990. All were in the first trimester, and no cause was found. In 1991 I was once again pregnant. When I made it through the first trimester we thought we could breathe. Full story.
Mother of four (three on earth and one in heaven), military wife.
In October 2011, I was a 36-year-old, Texas resident, mother of two. I was a minivan driving, stay-at-home mom with three college degrees. My husband, a military officer, was deployed to Iraq for the prior 12 months. We had considered adding one more child to our family and were thrilled to find out that I conceived within two weeks of my husband returning from Iraq. This was our “homecoming baby,” the beginning of our “happily ever after.” Instead, it was the beginning of our heartbreaking story. Full story.