pregnancy loss

In September 2011, a few weeks after learning we were pregnant with twins via IVF, we were told that baby A no longer had a heartbeat. I was a little over eight weeks pregnant. This was my first experience with miscarriage, and it was a very sad day for us as a couple. Yet, despite our sadness, we were still very grateful and joyful that baby B was healthy and thriving.

In December 2014 we learned we were blessed, once again, with a surprise pregnancy. Yet at five months pregnant, at our 20 week anatomy scan on April 1, 2015, we learned that Baby # 3 no longer had a heartbeat. We were admitted to the hospital a few days later to induce labor to bring our baby into the world. On April 4, 2015, at 4:49pm, our son, Chance Michael, was born sleeping. He was absolutely perfect in every way. We were able to hold him for five hours before having to say goodbye. On April 7th, we buried him and celebrated at the most perfect graveside service complete with a balloon release. To date, losing our son has been the hardest, most devastating obstacle we have ever had to face and overcome. We will never know "why" he was not able to live longer than 20 weeks 3 days, yet we can only continue to put our hope in the one who makes all things new, and continue to long for the day when we will meet our sweet baby boy again. What a glorious day that will be!


Some of the posts related to losing our son are linked below:

Saying goodbye
Our Son, Chance Michael
The Storm
Hope & Healing playlist
Rise and Shine
He Remains
Chance's due date . . . How we spent August 15, 2015
What I want you to know about stillbirth: National Pregnancy and Infant Loss Awareness Day 2015
From the mouth of babes
Don't Worry, You Won't "Remind" Me of My Loss
Build Your House
Redeeming Suffering
Our Very Own Angel Tree
My One Goal for 2016
Desert Song - a guest post in honor of Chance Blackburn and Gideon Furlough 
The Good in Good Friday
Dear Chance . . .  One Year in Heaven
To The Mama Who Was Just Told Her Baby's Heart Isn't Beating
Honoring A Life By Honoring A Life
Bear Much Fruit: Gentleness 
Discussions in Grief . . . Hiding

I wait quietly before God, for my victory comes from him. He alone is my rock and my salvation, my fortress where I will never be shaken. Psalm 62:1-2

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