an overdue update

I am so sorry that I haven' t had a chance to update all of you on the status of our miscarriage. We are on our first 24 (two-four) of the summer so I finally have some time to type. Here is a brief timeline of what's been going on...

May 11th we found out we were pregnant (mother's day)
May 17th left for kamp
May 26th 6 weeks pregnant
May 27th told our leadership team at kamp we were prego, started bleeding that afternoon; Dave had to head home to finish the school year, he HATED leaving me
May 28th tried to get into see an OBGYN somewhere in the area...no one would see me; went to the ER (with my friend, Ellen) and was diagnosed with a Threatened Miscarriage...which means my hormone levels were lower than where they should have been and the baby was measuring 4 weeks, 6 days instead of 6 weeks, 1 day.
May 29th Was supposed to follow up with an OBGYN in a couple of days, but no one would see me
May 30th Dave came to kamp for the weekend.
June 2nd Randomly called an office on my Insurance and they agreed to see me the next day...Praise the Lord (thank you all for praying); Dave headed home to give finals.

June 3rd Saw the doctor, they drew blood, I'm supposed to call for my results the next day

June 4th My hormone levels went from 943 to 61. In a normal pregnancy, they double every other day. So, it was clear to the doctor that, not only did I miscarry but I had completed my miscarriage. I'm so thankful it's finally over.

I can't begin to tell you how thankful I am for your prayers, your phone calls and your emails. Being at kamp is tough. Being at kamp without Dave is even tougher. But being at kamp without Dave and going through a miscarriage should have been unbearable. But it wasn't. Never before have I felt such peace. I never had any physical pain, praise the Lord. I was able to care for Zoey with the help of my kamp family and our wonderful babysitters, praise the Lord. And I was able to do my job at kamp, praise the Lord. I am so thankful the miscarriage happened when it did...at 6 weeks...and there was no infection or need for surgery. I can rest in the fact that the Lord is in control of everything and that He knew the number of days our little baby would live. I have the greatest peace knowing that I will meet my two babies in heaven someday. Yes, I have hard days and moments when all I want to do is lay in bed and cry. I wouldn't be human if I didn't. But than I choose to remember who is in control and I look at my Davey and my Zoey and I am so thankful of the blessings in my life.

Thank you so much for taking the time to read through what's been going on in our lives. If you would like to read more about our first miscarriage, click here.