midwife's muse

Sharing a secret

Two weeks ago I was sworn to secrecy by Jacks Mummy, she was pregnant. They were really excited, but apprehensive after what happened in March, and so had decided not to tell anyone else until it was obvious. 5 o clock yesterday came the call I had been dreading, 'It's happening again, I'm bleeding'. Her other half was not due back from work for another 2 hours, she was really distressed, and I could hear Jack, obviously worried, in the background. Amy's Daddy had just picked her up from me so I was free to drive like a maniac over to daughter. When I got there we had a cuddle, and a cry, I checked that she was not in need of A&E, she was pale and had some pain, but what she really needed was to lie down so I tucked her up on the sofa whilst I bathed Jack and got him ready for bed. That done the three of us all snuggled up together under the duvet and waited for Jacks Daddy to get home. Leaving strict instructions about who to call if the situation worsened I headed home. In my absence Hubby had arrived home from golf, he had apparently opened the front door, and fallen on top of the bags of shopping I had been about to put away when the phone rang. Picking himself, and some of the shopping up, he had headed into the kitchen where Thomas the Tank Engine and a particularly vicious police motorcycle had lain in wait for him, he suffered a badly stubbed toe. I was reprimanded for my inability to tidy as I go.

Today Amy and I went over to Jack's where the three of us played happily all day. Daughter was obviously down but things appear to have settled. She has a scan on Monday so we are all keeping open minds until then. What we are all remembering though is last time, things went on like this for weeks, just when we thought we were on the home straight a scan showed baby had died, so even if the scan shows a beating heart on Monday, in 10 weeks time things might still go wrong.

1.6.06 22:37