The bad news, there was a twin, it didn't make it.
This may not have been so jarring except that my husband was already convinced that we were having twins, ever since day one of a positive pregnancy test. So finding out that we were right.... and wrong, at the same time, was more than sobering. It was hard to be happy for the healthy baby and morn the loss of the one that didn't survive at the same time.
We were glad that we called the doctor. We were glad to know of our misfortune so that we could also know of our rich blessing. We are very grateful for everyone who has offered prayers on our behalf.
Our doctor told us that since we have seen and heard a heart beat, there is now only a 5% chance of miscarriage. After the first trimester, the rest of the whole pregnancy there is a 1-2% chance of losing the baby. So we are happy with those odds. I am now nearly 11 weeks, so only a few more weeks to go until we can ease up just a little more.
We look forward to every moment. I don't mind being sick at night (I don't get morning sick). I've been really lucky and have only thrown up once, but I didn't mind, it means that I've been given what I wanted most!
I'm pregnant, we're going to have a baby, how can I be unhappy about any aspect of that?

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