…”A
miscarriage is the loss of a baby before the 20th week of pregnancy.
According to
the March of Dimes, as many as 50% of all pregnancies end in miscarriage --
most often before a woman misses a menstrual period or even knows she is
pregnant. About 15% of recognized pregnancies will end in a miscarriage.
More than
80% of miscarriages occur within the first three months of pregnancy. They are
less likely to occur after 20 weeks' gestation; if they do, they are called
late miscarriages.”… [http://www.webmd.com/baby/guide/pregnancy-miscarriage]
…”What
causes miscarriage?
We don’t
understand all the causes of miscarriage. Possible causes include:
Chromosome
problems. This is the cause of more than half of miscarriages that happen in
the first trimester. Chromosomes are tiny, thread-like structures in cells that
carry our genes. Each person has 23 pairs of chromosomes (46 in all). One
chromosome in each pair comes from the mother, and the other comes from the
father. Most chromosome problems happen when an egg or sperm cell has too many or
too few chromosomes. Pregnancy happens when a man’s sperm fertilizes a woman’s
egg. If either has the wrong number of chromosomes, miscarriage may happen.
Blighted
ovum. This is when a fertilized egg implants in the uterus but doesn’t develop
into a baby. This is sometimes caused by chromosome problems. In early
pregnancy, the woman may notice that her pregnancy symptoms have stopped, and
she may have dark-brown vaginal bleeding.
[http://www.marchofdimes.org/loss/miscarriage.aspx]
There is
enough clinical data to research about a miscarriage to look for, but I want to
talk about mine. This is a very personal experience to each and every woman,
but as individual as finger prints. There were times I would dream about my
baby and wonder what she would be like in the present. I knew I did nothing
wrong during the pregnancy but I had to reason with the loss.
I was ‘spotting’
this day so I ‘dressed’ myself with the usual ‘packing’ material, but this day
it was different. I kept changing more often than usual which made me very
concerned. I felt something warm like those blood clots I used get as a teenager.
When I went to change, here it was sitting on my pad, a little creature. I was curious,
so I paused for a moment to analyze, yep it was taking form. It had a head and
arms forming. I just sat there in amazement looking. I soon disposed of the specimen,
cleaned up, feed the other child and went to bed.
…Side note:
I was Biology major in college and working with specimens was a norm for me.
I could not
sleep well that night because the little creature haunted me. I prayed about
and decided to give it a name, Jessica. Her name is Jessica, growing up with
all brothers and mostly male cousins; I felt it was a girl, my little angel
Jessica. After a few years I stopped dreaming about a little girl and decided
that she was brought in my world to prepare my body for the next baby.
Sometimes we
just don’t know what God has in store for us, but what I do know we are no
mistakes, none of us.
The days in
your life are numbered before you leave heaven to be with your parents. Some
people live to be 70, 80,90, 100 and some a few days, weeks, hours minutes old.
Love you
little Miss Jessica Chelsea
…Pandora
