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What a title, you might think.  Well, I agree, it’s not the best title, but tonight, my daughter lost her baby.  She was about 7 months pregnant, and she wanted this baby so much, we all looked forward to celebrating Mother’s Day next weekend.  I was eager to share my knowledge of motherhood with my daughter in her future years as a mom.

It all started out first of all on Monday.  She had a doctor appointment, and it so happened that I went with her to this appointment.  The doctor she had, gave her a quick once over, told her she was doing alright, and about sent us out the door.  As we were leaving, he made a comment that he should take a listen for the baby.  That alone caught me off guard, as having three children of my own, at that far along, doctors usually always check you and baby both, and then with my daughter being a high risk due to her Diabetes, I was even more surprised by the way he was taking care of her.

He had her lay back on the bed and lift her shirt, he put the monitor up against her belly, and he seemed to moving it around a lot.  And I, myself, did not hear the loud heartbeat that you usually hear.  He kept checking and checking, then he had said he had trouble hearing, so he wanted her to go into another room where the Ultrasound machine was.  So we went into the other room.  While he was doing the Ultrasound, and it even seemed to take some time to get it showing and hearing.  The heartbeat was light to me, but I thought maybe the sound was turned down, and then he showed us on the monitor, you could see the baby, and hear the light heartbeat.  He had made a comment that she was kinda curled up, like she was hiding, and he made no efforts to act as if, or say anything might be wrong.

My daughter had called me two days later to tell me that she was not feeling the baby move, I told her that she needed to call her doctor and tell them and see what they wanted her to do, and that maybe she needed an Ultrasound done.  I did not think the worst at first, no Grandma wants to think that her daughter’s 7 month old unborn child is dead in her womb.  My daughter called me back to let me know that they told her to go to the hospital for an Ultrasound, and so she asked me to take her and I did, I knew she was scared, and she wanted mom to be with her.