Child Loss Grief

I’m not the Woman I was Before My Miscarriages

I'm not the Woman I was Before My Miscarriages www.herviewfromhome.com
Written by Nina Leicht-Crist

One out of four American women miscarry their baby.

That is one fourth.

A quarter.

25% 

I had three miscarriages. 

The first one happened at 13 weeks gestation. I gave birth the night of my 28th birthday. For a long time I avoided celebrating my birthday at all.

The second miscarriage was a blighted ovum. 

I didn’t know what that was until my doctor explained to me that the gestational sac only contained a placenta, but no baby. I was baffled and wanted to get rid of the empty sac as soon as possible, but it continued to grow in my uterus sending out pregnancy hormones that made me believe I was pregnant when I really wasn’t. 

My doctor advised against a D&C, so that we wouldn’t scar my uterus.

Subsequently, I was induced to get rid of it. 

My third one, I was pregnant with twins.

While I was in Chemistry class, I had a hotflash followed by a gush of warm fluid in my underpants. I went to the bathroom to confirm my suspicion and without saying anything to my professor, I drove to the hospital. My doctor confirmed one twin was aborting. I had hope we could save the other, but by the next day they both gushed right out of me.

I am 1 in 4 and these losses have changed me. 

I am not the same person, woman, wife, mother, daughter, sister, and aunt you once knew. 

I am softer. Some say, I am an introvert now.

Sometimes my soul makes my body ache. I want to help others, but often have to walk away, overwhelmed with my own emotions. 

Although I am blessed to be an aunt to many, stepmom to two adult kids, and mom to two small children, I’ve always said, “I have more love to give than children to give it to.” My heart must have grown through it all. 

I look the same, but I am different. 

In a way, I am stronger and I know now, it was a long, difficult, and often sad road for good reason. 

It was the road less traveled and yet, it was my path to motherhood.

Allowing myself to do more of what I love and do less of what is expected of me, took a while to manifest, but I am grateful. I thank God each day for blessing me with my family. For allowing me to grow more patient, so that I can be a better mom to the children I got to keep. I am working on saying, “no” more often for my own well-being and while I am not the one you once knew, I am still here. . . 

waiting for new dreams to come true while watching my beautiful children grow.

About the author

Nina Leicht-Crist

Nina Leicht-Crist was born and raised in a small town near Stuttgart, Germany.

In another life she worked as a OB/GYN and L&D medical assistant, certified labor doula, certified lactation counselor, and Reiki practitioner. Nina is an expert in those fields and now concentrates on writing about these subjects.

She holds a baccalaureate degree in management studies from University of Maryland University College.

Nina and her family have lived in North Carolina for more than a decade. She enjoys writing, traveling, cooking, watching Masterchef, and raising her #rainbowbaby and #bonusbaby with her soulmate, a retired Special Forces soldier.

Nina is the author of “Love, Faith and Infertility” published by Tredition in March 2017.

You can find her writing on Millions of Peaches, Her View From Home, Huffington Post Deutschland, and infertility blogs.

 
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