Wednesday, January 21, 2009

BOOK BLURB

BOOK BLURB:
Chapter 1:
The high pitched scream broke the silence. The tiny collection of skin,
bones, and blood that moments before we thought to be a miscarriage, cried.
The baby that wasn’t to be, was born three months premature.
Although Mollene had been spotting a bit, we were assured that we
shouldn’t be concerned. She had an appointment with the ob-gyn at ten o’clock on the following morning.
But then I received an unexpected, hysterical call at my office.
“Marty, the doctor didn’t get a heartbeat and has scheduled me for an
ultrasound prior to having a D & C,” Mollene sputtered faster than her normal rate of speech, which at its slowest rivaled the speed of sound.
“Slow down and say it a little slower.” I urged her.
She repeated herself, but the message remained the same. We had been
cruising along enjoying one of the happiest times of our lives when this tragic situation befriended us. However, the procedure couldn’t be scheduled for a few days.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

My wife and I lost 2 babies first year of our marraige and were never to have any biological children of our own. Was a lot of painful years ahead trying but were blessed with 6 adopted children in the end :)

Jeff

 
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