*Part 1 can be found here ....I was pregnant again. We were in shock and the Dr.'s were not thrilled. Having just had major surgery, there was little to no chance of the baby surviving. And 7 weeks later, we were in the throws of another emotional miscarriage.
At this point, we thought we were done. I knew I would never carry a child to term.
The Dr.'s put me back on birth control pills to regulate things out, and we moved on. Slowly and painfully. To be honest, our marriage barely survived at this point. We were both so broken emotionally that we could barely function ourselves, let alone support each other. It was alot in the first 2 years of marriage. It was like living in a tsunami wave that just hit you wave over wave over wave for months and months.
The spring found me pregnant again- much to my shock. We counted, 4 weeks, 5 weeks, 7 weeks, 10 weeks, 13 weeks. At 13 weeks we allowed ourselves some hope- and at 16 weeks we told our families. The pregnancy went fine until what we estimated was week 40 and I developed pre-enclampsia. I gained 20 pounds in fluid from Thursday to Tuesday and continued to gain. All told, I gained 60 pounds in two weeks and needed an emergency c-section. Kati was born at 9:10am the next morning. 5 weeks early. They had my due date completely messed up- but she was fine.
Jonathan came along 14 months later- a text book pregnancy. Our family was complete.
Unlike most pregnant women, I had no bladder or kidney infections during this time. In fact, I was fine until a single blood test during a routine yearly physical in January of 2006 should "something amiss" and I was referred to a specialist.
My remaining kidney had failed to 13%. I had just turned 41 the day before.