We went for a dating ultrasound around 8 weeks. The tech could not find a heartbeat, completed an internal ultrasound, and told us the babies were measuring closer to 6 weeks. The ultrasound was so different from my first pregnancy that I knew something was wrong. However, I did hold out some hope that our dates were simply inaccurate.
In two weeks, we received the news that the babies had stopped growing and we were experiencing a silent miscarriage. We were referred to the pregnancy loss clinic to explore options. I felt devastated when we received confirmation that we’d lost the pregnancy and felt my body had betrayed me—it didn’t recognize the loss for almost four weeks (even longer, had I chosen to miscarry naturally).
I chose to take misoprostol to induce labour as I struggled with the uncertainty of the timeline of when my body would recognize the loss. I took a week off work and passed the twins at home. Physically, labour was painful. I had to call the clinic because I felt like I couldn’t breathe. They said that I likely had back labour, which I didn’t even consider.
My HCG levels took a long time to return to zero. I had weekly bloodwork, which was difficult for me. I ended up needing an ultrasound to ensure my body hadn’t retained placenta because my levels were sluggish. This was an emotionally exhausting time as I felt constantly reminded of our loss through all the follow-up.
Waiting on Sunrise 