June 13, 2008 (10 weeks)

When I first found out that I was pregnant, I was only about 7 weeks along, which was confirmed by my doctor. I am now 10 weeks and I am feeling everything from this pregnancy. Nausea, tiredness, emotional (oh boy, more emotional than I have ever been...poor Bobby), and my belly is slowly starting to grow (I can see it but Bobby can't tell yet. It's too early).

Today is my first prenatal checkup appointment so I got up early this morning and ate breakfast successfully without throwing up. Bobby was still asleep so I left him a note to let him know where I was going to be at and that I would be back home soon.

As I arrived at the doctor's office, there were fully pregnant women in the waiting room, some were on the phone and some were reading their magazines, rubbing their bellies as they read.

I sat down and grab the magazine, then started to read it while I waited. 15 minutes later, they called my name and I went to the exam room.

My doctor finally came in the exam room and we spoke about how is the pregnancy going and how I was feeling so far. Finally, it was time for the ultrasound and I am quite excited about it.

I lie down on the table and roll the hem of my shirt up so she could put the gel on my lower belly.

She puts the probe on my belly and the screen comes up, along with audio of the baby's heartbeat.

"Your baby is looking good so far. The heart looks great, can you see it?" She points at the screen and I could see something flickering. It was my baby's heart.

I nodded, smiling as I watch my baby on the screen. "The heartbeat sounds great too; it's about 120 beats per minute, which is healthy."

It sounded like horses galloping on a field and I listened to it, smiling.

"Okay, everything looks great. Now you come back for your 14th week appointment, okay?" the doctor says, writing something down in my chart. I nod and wiped the gel away on my belly.

"Thank you so much," I say as I received the ultrasound scan picture that the doctor printed out.

She left the room and I stared at the scan in my hand, caressing the figure of my baby.


When I got home, Bobby was in the kitchen, drinking a cup of coffee. Ugh, what I would kill just to get a cup of coffee, but the caffeine is off-limited due to my pregnancy.

"So how did it go?" Bobby asked, munching on his bacon.

I sat down and took the scan out to show it to Bobby. "Here's the baby. The doctor said that the baby looks great and I heard the heartbeat. It sounded wonderful, Bobby," I say, smiling.

He smiled at me when he was looking at the scan. "Wow…I still can't believe it. I'll put it on the fridge."

Bobby got up and grabs the magnet, and then put the scan on the freezer door.

"I can't wait to find out the baby's gender, Bobby. I'm just so happy!" I giggle as we hugged then we stood there, staring at my baby's first scan.


July 9, 2008 (13 weeks, 7 days)

These past weeks flew by and tomorrow are my 14th week of pregnancy. My belly has popped finally, a very small bump, but it's more noticeable by everybody. I am starting to eat more now that my appetite is finally back after a short term of morning sickness.

I groaned as I got out of my bed and walked downstairs in my pajamas. As I walk by Bobby, who was making breakfast, he looks at my belly and smiled. "I see that your bump has popped out now."

I smile and nodded as I grabbed a jar of pickles out of the fridge. "Yeah, finally. I'm more excited now," I say, taking the pickle out of the jar and took a bite of it.

"Girl, you're eating pickles? It's breakfast…" Bobby looks at me strangely.

"Bobby, I'm eating for two now and I am just satisfying my cravings… which is pickles," I say, pointing a half-eaten pickle at him. He rolls his eyes at me and went back to cooking.

After he was done cooking, he puts a plate down in front of me. There is some bacon and some scrambled eggs along with a toast on my plate. "Gosh, this looks delicious, Bobby. Thanks."

I started to eat my breakfast as Bobby nods at me and sat down next to me. We ate breakfast together, and then he got up and started to wash dishes.

"Hey, I'm going to take a nap now. I swear I am so tired more often as this pregnancy progresses."

"Okay, Emma. Call me if you need anything."

I nodded and climbed upstairs to my bedroom. I lie down on my bed and put my hand upon my belly. As I caress my belly, I slowly went into sleep.


I felt a sharp pain in my belly as I slept. Then there were more intense cramps in my belly. I woke up and looked at the clock. It was about four o'clock in the afternoon.

I let out a moan as I felt another pain in my belly. "What the…" I pulled the blanket off me and almost let out a scream as I saw blood underneath me.

"Oh my god! Bobby!" I yell out, getting up from the bed. There was blood everywhere on the mattress and on my pants too. I'm bleeding… no.

I cried out as I felt another pain shooting up my belly and I seized tightly on the dresser, holding on tight as I bent down in pain.

Bobby ran in and gasped as he saw the blood on my pants.

"Emma, what's wrong?" Bobby asks me as he held my hand.

I sobbed out, holding on to my belly. "I think something's wrong with the baby. Take me to the hospital, now! Oh god!" I scream out as the pain intensified in my belly.

Bobby helped me downstairs and put me in his car, and then he drove off pretty quickly to the hospital.

"It's going to be okay, Emma!" Bobby tried to reassure me as I cried, holding on my belly.

"No, my baby. Oh my god, I can't lose the baby! Ahh!" I sobbed out.

As we arrived at the hospital, I was in so much pain that I couldn't walk so Bobby had to carry me inside. The nurses rushed around me and they put me on the gurney, taking me to the emergency room. The last time that I remember that Bobby was telling me that it was going to be fine before I blacked out.


I woke up in a white room and I realized that I was in a hospital. The baby! I remembered as I quickly touched my belly. The belly was flattened again.

I started to breathe heavily as I realized that I had lost my baby. A miscarriage. Bobby has walked in and he looked so sad. He sat down next to me and held my hand as I cried.

"Why did this have to happen to me, Bobby? I was so happy about the baby…. I dreamt every night about the baby and wondered if the baby was going to look like…oh god." I sobbed out, covering my face in the pillow.

"I'm so sorry, Emma," Bobby whispered to me as he caresses my back.


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