In mid September of 2005, my boyfriend and I got the news that we were pregnant. Well, at the time, I was only 17 and had just graduated high school. My father didn’t take it to well at first, but after about a month he found the idea exciting. I went in for my first ultrasound on October 15,2005 and hearing that heatbeat with my boyfriend,aunt,and cousin with me was the greatest feeling. Right then it made it more real to me. My second ultrasound was scheduled for November 9,2005, which was also my 18th birthday. My boyfriend and I went in on the 9th of November with no worries in the world; just plain excitment. The doctor took me into the room and did a external ultrasound. There wasn’t a sound so he thought maybe my uterus was too tight still to hear so he brought us into another room and did an internal one and we looked up on that monitor and there still wasn’t a sound. You could see the tiny little creation just lying there lifeless. I then began to cry and for a long time I wondered why it happened to me. I was 12 weeks when this happened and even then it was the hardest thing. But I thank God for giving me the opportunity to be a mother and I know one day he/she will be reunited with mommy and daddy!
-Kara Warnock