Posted in Parenting

How My Miscarriages Have Changed Me (for the Better) – Valerie’s Guest Post (Write for me Wednesday)

I’m so thrilled to kick off my first Write for me Wednesday with a guest post from Valerie from Atlantamomofthree.  For those of you who don’t already know, let me start by telling you that I absolutely adore Valerie.  Her posts are always very honest, informative and are never judgmental.  She takes the time to comment on other posts and respond to comments and she regularly brings bloggers together by hosting blog parties and inviting guest bloggers to write some posts for her to put up on her own blog.  Today, she has chosen to share a post on her miscarriages and how they have changed her for the better.

Wow, that’s quite the title, I know. And it’s a phrase I certainly never thought I’d be saying, but it’s true. There are reasons I am thankful for the three miscarriages I’ve had. But let me back up a bit…

When our daughter was two years old, I became pregnant again; I didn’t know it at first because the home pregnancy tests were coming back negative even though I was a week late (which I never was, back then). I went to the doctor when I was finally two weeks late. It was there that I found out about the new baby. The nurse said it was a “faint” positive, but it was positive! Two days later (and I won’t go into more detail here), I miscarried. The lines had been faint because I was already losing the baby.

I was devastated. Truly heartbroken. I knew what it was like to have a beautiful, healthy child and the idea that this one had died was just too much for me to take. But take it, I did. It took a long time for me to heal.

A year later, I had a healthy, uneventful pregnancy with our son, aside from the fact I was scared of miscarriage in the first trimester. Boy, I didn’t know how blissful it had been while pregnant with our daughter, because it had never crossed my mind that a miscarriage was possible for me!

When he was two, I had another miscarriage. It was early and I had, again, just found out before losing it. This is why, for a long time now, I have only tested once I am at least two weeks late.

Two years later, I had my third miscarriage, at 8/9 weeks. This was a rough time for me. I felt like my body was failing. That there was something really wrong with me. It also caused me to have a lot of problems in my relationship with the Lord (but I’ll save that for another post).

We stopped trying for another baby for a long time. It was too painful and I was so scared of it happening again. But then, in January of 2011, we found out that (even though we’d been “preventing”), I had conceived and was six and a half weeks along.

I was overjoyed and terrified at the same time. I could not, and would not, let myself become attached to this baby. Not for a long time. When the doctor felt my uterus at the first appointment some weeks later, and said it was the perfect size, I cried. I wanted this baby so badly. At the first ultrasound, the following week, my husband and I watched as our baby rolled and flipped. The technician said she guessed it was a boy. “He” was perfect and active and looked healthy. I was happy but I still couldn’t allow myself to relax. I felt on alert all the time. I was constantly in the bathroom checking for blood.

There was a change in my thinking when I started to really show. By the time I was twenty weeks, and I had already been feeling kicks for a few weeks, I began thinking that we might actually get to meet this little one. It was a boy after all, and his name would be Samuel, which means “asked of God.”
He was born a few days shy of his due date, as healthy and beautiful as our older children. His birth helped me to heal from the miscarriages in a profound way. He didn’t replace them, but his presence is such a blessing in our lives that it’s easy to feel nothing bad ever happened before.

So, why am I thankful for the miscarriages?
* I have so much more empathy. I understand loss now and am able to be a help, comfort, and encouragement to others. This is a gift!
* I am enjoying motherhood in a whole new way this time. I take nothing for granted and I don’t feel hurried for him to grow up at all. I imagine the same would be true had we gone through fertility treatments or the adoption process.
* I see all of our children as a true blessing from God. It is quite obvious that my body needs a helping hand in producing healthy kiddos, and we have three. Praise the Lord!
* I’ve gotten to see the love and support from my husband in a way that I might not ever have seen if we’d not gone through so much loss together.
* Our family rocks!! lol What I mean is that the age differences between our children may seem uncommon and possibly difficult, but I’m telling you – our big kids adore their little brother and he is getting to be raised in a family of four people much older than him who love him to pieces! Lucky kid, eh?

Would I ever want to experience another miscarriage? No, it would surely break my heart again, but I am certain that there are blessings to be found even in heartbreak.

M and J with Sam small

Thanks again for sharing this, Valerie!

If you are interested in writing a guest post for me, feel free to check out my post on Write for me Wednesday and shoot me an email.



Thirty-something year old discovering the joys and bumps of motherhood.

22 thoughts on “How My Miscarriages Have Changed Me (for the Better) – Valerie’s Guest Post (Write for me Wednesday)

  1. Beautifully written. I know several people who have miscarried, and though I can console them and grieve with them, having never gone through it myself, I can never truly understand what it’s like. The strength that people find when dealing with miscarriage is also a silver lining.

    1. Thank you, Linda. I think you’re right, it’s a hard thing to be able to understand if you haven’t experienced it (which is true of a great many things!) Thanks for reading. XO

    1. I’m sorry for your loss, Terri. 😦 I know, it would have been SO nice to have routine ultrasounds every week! lol Too bad that isn’t what they (generally) do. 😉

      1. And I apologize for not even getting on until this late in the day to re-blog it – today has been packed FULL again with broken men and daughters getting teeth pulled)!! lol

  2. I’ve not ever miscarried, but did go through infertility, and I can say that I’m in no hurry for my babies to grow up either. I fully believe these experiences make us appreciate motherhood that much more. I’m so sorry for your losses, but glad you have found all these positives.

    1. Yes, I really think the struggle to have a baby can make the appreciation for motherhood (once you do get there) even stronger than it already is, which is saying a lot!
      Thanks for reading. XO

  3. Very moving Valerie. I believe everything that happens teaches us something later. Miscarriage was difficult, for me as it is every woman but there is always some beauty waiting after such sadness. And we just have to trust in that.

    1. Thanks, Kerry. You’re right about how things teach us! And I love that you said there is BEAUTY after sadness!! XO I’m sorry about your loss as well.

  4. Thanks for sharing your story, Valerie. Three miscarriages must have been devastating. I know the fears and anxiety all too well. Still believing for my miracles some day!

    1. I have felt such heartache for you and your husband these past few weeks. It is just so hard when the Lord’s (perfect) plan differs from our desires. Especially when it comes to the loss of a little one. XOXO

  5. Thank you for sharing this Valerie. Your honesty in the heartache and blessings your discovered following your miscarriages will resonate with other women who have or are going through the same sadness. x

Leave a Reply to Winding road Cancel reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s