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I have had many requests for my story.

So, I decided to try to write a condensed version of it.

A long, long time ago...... :)

We were married Aug. 1998. We decided not to get pg right away, because we were young and wanted time to enjoy each other. I went on BCPs for a few months, then started having some problems with them, so went off. I found out I was pg. on our first anniversary, and was soooo excited! I waited until Sept. to go to the dr.s, because they recommend not going until week 6. I found out I was farther along than I had originally thought when they got the heartbeat! My due date was set for end of Feb. or beginning of March. I also found out it was twins, but that one was dead, and I would be passing it soon. (I passed it the following week)

Everything was going well (except for the morning sickness!). At the Oct. appt., the dr. said that we must have miscalculated the due date, because the baby was too small to be due that early. I told him "All the babies in my family are small." (They range from 4.0 lbs. to 5.9 lbs.) He said he thought maybe we should do some tests when I came in in Nov. So, in Nov., he was getting bigger, but still at a very slow rate. They did tests, but they came out fine. On Dec. 10,1999, we found out it's a boy!!!!!! He was soo excited! "It's a little me!!" We decided to call him JJ Jr. (nickname Jamey). He was still small, so the dr. moved the due date to April 16, 2000.

On Christmas Eve, I was at my sister's house, and I told her there wasn't much movement. She said that babies don't move a lot towards the end of the pregnancy, because it's too crowded in there. :) I woke up early Christmas day, and knew something was wrong. I called my sister, and told her we would be late, because I didn't feel good. We ended up going over there, but I told her my lower back hurt, and he hadn't moved all day. The last time I felt him move was the day before. She told me to call the dr. They said to come in the next day to be checked out. They figured it was just the excitment of the day. I didn't end up getting an appt. until the 29th. I knew the whole time that something was wrong, but no one would listen! I got there, and they did the ultrasound, and couldn't get a heartbeat. She went and got the dr., because she thought maybe she wasn't doing it right. He came in, and got the same result. He told me I had two options. I can have a c-section, or have him naturally. I chose natural. He said then come back in tomorrow morning, and we will get it started. I went back in in the morning, and was already 2 cm. They got the IV going, and it took 15 tries to get it in!

I had Emmanuel at 5:56pm that night. (I only dialated to 6!) We changed the name so that if we have a live birth, we can still have a Jr.. We found out after I had him, that he was actually due March 1st, and that I have the Rh factor and should have had the shot. He was 9.7 oz., and 11 1/2 inches long. He was buried near JJ's grandparents. We also found out later, that his "insides" never developed. He should have been closer to 4 lbs.!

Since then, I have had multiple miscarriages, including twins, triplets, and quads. I am seeing a different dr. now, and he is aware of the Rh factor. He is sending me to a specialist in Dec.

That is my baby story, the rest of my life story, is: I am the youngest of 4 girls, I have 4 nephews, and 1 niece. I am married to a wonderful man named JJ. He is the youngest of 3. He has 4 nieces and a nephew. (Yes, the exact opposite!)

My family has been through a lot, but have come out stronger in the end. I believe God will help you through anything He throws at you!