Everything went normallly throughout the entire pregnancy until the 26th week, when we were told that the sac was not completely attached to the placenta, and the fetus was developmentally delayed by at least 4 weeks. The heartbeat was strong and the OB/GYN told me to take it easy and be on bedrest for a few weeks until my next appointment.

A few appointments went by where they basically told us the same thing. I went home after my 30th week appointment, and as I was climbing the steps to go inside, I felt a horrible urge to pee. As I got into the door I felt warmth between my legs as blood started to come out of me. My husband called the doctor, who told him to come in immediately. There, they confirmed that our baby had died. I am having a terrible time dealing with the loss since the fetus was so deformed and underdeveloped that it was unrecognizable as our baby boy.

I still have nightmares about that day. I had never been informed of the possibility of late-term miscarriage and thought that after my first trimester, I was "in the clear". I cannot describe the loss that I feel even to this day. . . it has been almost 4 years. I have come to understand that miscarriage, no matter how far along you are, can happen to anyone. It is not something I could have ever seen coming.

My husband and I had to work through so much in the early stages of our marriage. We weathered the storm and made sure that we communicated our feelings to each other, whether they were of anger, denial, happiness or emptiness. It is not a pain that will ever go away, but talking to each other about it makes it more bearable. We are going to try again in the coming months and put our faith in God's hands.

God Bless all of those who have suffered the loss of a baby. Know that you are not alone and there are many resources available for you or your spouse to talk to, either alone or together.

--anonymous