I found out I was pregnant on 5th January 2019. This was the best news to start the year with! I had the typical pregnancy symptoms: morning sickness, stomach cramps, and I was completely exhausted. We had our first midwife appointment and were so excited. Not long after, I had a bleed. The hospital explained I’d had a threatened miscarriage. At just over 7 weeks, I had another bleed and went for an early scan—we saw our baby’s heart beat! This was the best day and when we finally started to relax.
I booked a private scan at 10 weeks for some reassurance, due to more bleeding. I knew straight away something wasn’t right. The room was silent until I heard those words no one wants to hear: “I’m so sorry, there’s no heartbeat.”
I was devastated. I had to go to our local hospital as they had to confirm as well. For the second time that day I heard those same words, as if hearing it once wasn’t bad enough. At the second scan, they confirmed I’d had a silent miscarriage. Our baby had passed away at 8 weeks. My body still thought I was pregnant for 2 weeks. I felt like a failure.
I was then told I’d need emergency surgery the next day as it looked like I’d had a molar pregnancy. The doctor explained they are very rare and can sometimes lead to cancer. By that point I was numb. I had the surgery the next day, and due to a bleed during the operation, I was kept in hospital. All I wanted to do was go home and grieve properly.
A few weeks later, the doctors confirmed I’d had a partial molar pregnancy, and I needed to be monitored by Sheffield Hospital (molar pregnancy specialists). This was so hard, waiting to see if my levels had come down. It felt like a never-ending nightmare. Thankfully my levels did come down, and I didn’t need to have chemotherapy. My chances of another molar pregnancy are now increased, but lots of women do go on to have healthy babies.
Waiting on Sunrise 