My Story: I just recently had my first child August 1st. My whole pregnancy I dealt with having high blood pressure. I began getting really bad anxiety and fear that something bad was going to happen. I was also told that I had two uteruses and all the things that could possibly go wrong because of that. I was just praying that I could get to 24 weeks. While all this was going on in my mind I was sad and upset because my best friend had just lost her baby at 22 weeks. I had to visit the ER twice with my pregnancy. I was able to deliver my sweet boy at 35 weeks. He had to stay at the NICU for a week. My best friend that just lost her first baby was pregnant again and I just found out she lost her second one. I was so mad and upset because she lost two babies in one year and I don't understand why bad stuff has to happen to good people. The first few days home from the NICU I would randomly cry. My husband was so sweet and caring and I'm so thankful for him. I wasn't getting much sleep and I was upset that I couldn't breastfeed. The past few days I have been having anxiety again. I having been praying a lot and I am so thankful that I have my precious boy.
Anonymous | St. Louis