It is 20 October 2014 and I am fine. I don’t even feel like crying or running away.
I didn’t think that I would survive 20 October 2013. For me it felt as if the world would end on that day. I was agonizing about this day for weeks before the day. When it arrived everything was normal. The world didn’t end. The sun rose. Life went on.
20 October 2013 was the one year anniversary of my D&C. I was 8 weeks pregnant but it as a blighted ovum. When we found out that we were going to have a baby it was very exciting and unexpected.
17 October 2012
I went to the doctor for my 8 week checkup. There is only an almost empty sack on the sonar. The Doctor tells me it might be a blighted ovum but I must come back on 20 October at 7 Am and then if there is no heartbeat he would have to do a D&C.
18-19 October 2012
We pray a lot and I negotiated a lot with God. It was two of the most intense days of my life.
20 October 2012
7 AM the doctor says that it is definitely a blighted ovum and he needs to do a D&C. I was crying so much as they took me into theater that I had to hold my breath just to get anesthesia.
This event in my life taught me so much. Firstly it opened my eyes to women all around me that have experienced miscarriage and how it effects their daily lives. I was never even aware of this “world”. When I share my story a lot of women replies that it has happened to them too. Some have recovered and some haven’t. This have created a lot of ministry opportunities for me to share the love of Jesus. When I was at University we had long debates about when life starts etc. Today I know that it starts from the first seconds.
On this day 20 October 2014 I feel better than 20 October 2013. I still feel sad when I think about the baby that was never born. The one that I never knew but I know that he or she is safe with Jesus. At least I don’t think the world is going to end because of this anymore. But I do remember the events sometimes at the weirdest of times like for example when I had to have the operation on my arm I remembered those moments when I went into theater that moment so vividly that I started crying. That was the last flashback I had of this events.
I see it now as a blessing because I could take care of a baby for a few weeks. I also see it as a blessing because I can have more empathy with the women around me.
Thanks for reading this. I needed to record this event in my life.
I am very privileged as I grew up in a Christian home. My parents made a lot of effort to introduce my brother and sister and me to Jesus. My father was a minister so one would assume that all of his children would be “instant Christians.” It helped that we had the Bible and prayers from an early age each one of us had to find our own way. My mother and grandmother where always praying for us.
My story is way too long to write everything down here. I’ll share it at a later stage but for now I’d like to share the following that I’ve learnt in my life:
I am blessed with a loving, caring family. My family is different. My family sometimes have strange ideas. I mean my whole family are not even living on the same continent. Everyone in my family wasn’t even born on the same continent.
Do we always agree? No
Do we all have the same ideas? No
Do we love each other always? Yes.
We have been through many ups and downs but at least we had each other through it all. I am truly blessed with a family like mine and wouldn’t swop them for the world!
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