Misdiagnosed

The last 30 or so hours of my life have been an emotional roller coaster.
Yesterday at 3 pm, we had an ultrasound to check in on baby and make sure all is well in the womb.
Things couldn’t have been more perfect.
Our little one was happily flapping around those cute little arm buds and had a strong heartbeat.

By midnight, I was bleeding everywhere and being taken via an ambulance to the hospital.

Immediately I thought it was a chemical pregnancy.

Once in the ER I had a pelvic exam (which was BEYOND traumatizing but more on that story later).
The doctor told me that there was a lot of blood loss and my cervix was slightly dilated and told me I was having a miscarriage and there was nothing that could be done to stop it.

By 3 am they were sending me on my way home heartbroken and shattered to await the inevitable passing of the fetus that would happen over the next few days.

By 8 am when I woke up, the bleeding had stopped.
There was absolutely NO sign that anything was wrong.

As directed, I called my OB’s office when they opened at 9 am and spoke with the nurse explaining what had happened and what I was told to do.

After two more phone calls from the office and still no blood in sight, it was decided that I would come in at 2:30 for another ultrasound to see what was going on.

The results…..

WERE AWESOME!!!

There was our adorable little Ellie squirming and waving those little arm buds around just as it had been doing 24 hours before.

I met with the doctor who did a follow up pelvic exam and there was zero sign of miscarriage, my cervix was NOT dilated!

We still don’t know what caused all of the bleeding or what exactly happened.
What we do know is that baby is doing great and we couldn’t be happier!

Not only did we get to see the little Ellie, but we got to hear the heartbeat too! Beating strong at 175!

After experiencing all of this, I have to admit I turned to Dr. Google this morning only to discover a whole world of women online who were misdiagnosed as having a miscarriage as well and thanks to their stories I held on to the hope that our little Ellie would be okay all day and was relieved to find out everything is perfect!

World, meet Ellie.
Ellie, meet the World!