When people say that every pregnancy is different, I always say that I know. Well this time I can for sure say that I do know! So far, this pregnancy has been soo different then my first, it's crazy!!

I'll start at the begining of everything that has been going on, especially for those of you who I haven't really said anything to about it. Well, on Friday night when I was driving home from work, I started coughing (keep in mind I've been pretty sick since Wednesday) and coughing really bad that I pulled over twice before I got to pick Emma up from Tim Hortons where my mom was. On our way home, I started coughing more again and it felt as though I had peed a little from all the coughing, so I didn't think much of it. Got home, put Emma to bed, got in my pajamas and went the bathroom, my usual bedtime routine. Well when I went to the bathroom is wasn't pee, it was blood.

The only thought that ran through my mind was that I was losing our baby. So I called Adam in hysterics and told him, I don't know how he understood half of what I was saying between all my crying and coughing, but he got it. My mom came over for a bit that night, which was nice that i wasn't sitting at home by myself going through this. Well to say the least, I had the worst nights sleep of my life.

In the morning, my mom called and asked if anything more had happened, I said no, asked if I was cramping and back pain, and I said no. Then she said we need to go to the hospital because a miscarriage usually have some serious cramping and back pain, which I didn't have, so there must be something else going on to cause my bleeding. Well that was a bit of a relief.

We waited in the ER for 4 hours! My mom left for a bit to go a funeral and my Aunty Tina came and sat with us. Which was nice to have someone else there with me and Emma. It was soo busy in the ER, but I felt fine so I wasn't too worried when ambulance after ambulance kept bring people in, and there was a few old men having heart attacks, so I was okay with waiting...even if it was the longest wait of my life to find out if the baby was okay.

Finally when we got to see the doctor, he asked me all the same questions mom did about cramping and what not, and I said there was nothing just bleeding. By this time my mom had returned and my Aunty Tina left and the doctor was bringing in a bedside ultrasound machine. We got to see the baby, and it's heartbeat. The weight lifted off my shoulders and I felt much better, but still didn't explain the bleeding. So the doctor said he would set up an emergency ultrasound for me on Monday so that we can figure out what is causing the bleeding. Like the doctor said, you don't bleed for nothing!

So Monday, I went for my ultrasound. Was squeezed in between appointments, so was no really set time for me to get in. I had to drink the hundred cups of water and sit for almost an hour with a beyond full bladder till I was able to get in to see the tech! The tech checked everything out, and told me there was no tears, nothing wrong with me that would be causing the bleeding, however...she said what it looks like was that when the egg implanted into the uterus it implanted on a blood vessel and burst it. Go figure my baby already gave me bruises before it was even alive! She said the bleeding was stuf behind the egg till now, and she thinks that with all the coughing it caused it move enough that the blood was able to come out. There was no other reason she could come up with that would cause the bleeding other then that. Said everything looked perfectly fine. Until she looked at the baby.

She went and got another tech to come take a look, she said the baby itself was fine but there was something that she wasn't quite sure about. Well I was glad baby was fine but what the heck did she find!! So the other lady came in and they talked there "tech talk" and then she proceeded to tell me that we were not 12 weeks along, that the baby was much too big for being only 12 weeks, that we were atleast 15 weeks. Umm okay.....then she said that she thinks that we started pregnant with twins and we lost one beause there was a seperate place on the placenta which looked like another placenta that didn't not grow (obviously if there was no baby in there) Umm Crazy!! Then she said if that was not that case that I was pregnant with twins at the beginning and the space was not a seperate placenta then there was a band on the placenta and we would be having a few more ultrasounds then normal.

Well the twins part makes a little more sense to me considering I thought we were only 12 weeks, not 15, and the dates that my LMP was are exactly 3 weeks apart. Which makes total sense, so I am seriously hoping that is all it is, because the things that I found online that had to do with a band on the placenta did not make me feel very good. We go see our doctor on Thursday (tomorrow) so I will be asking her a million and one questions about it all! I bet she's looking forward to our appointment!

So needless to say I have had a week from hell, yesterday I found out that I have bronchitis and cannot go to work for the rest of the week because it is a very contagious virus and with me working in retail I do not need to get anyone else sick. So Emma and I have spent alot of time at my moms house. The last few days actually! It's been nice having someone to help me out with Emma, especially when I get coughing alot of am soo tired from the lack of sleep. Hopefully they don't get sick...well other then Dale, he always seems to get sick when I do and vice versa! It's inevitable that he already has it! Sorry Dale! Emma so far hasn't gotten sick, knock wood but I think it's coming unfortunately, that's the joys of having her around 99.9% of the time.

So, Emma has been trying to use her potty lots lately, she has yet to pee in it in the past week, but she sits on it and says "Done" flushes the potty and leaves...even though nothing has happened! She doesn't like getting her diaper changed, which really is a pain and I just keep telling her if she doesn't want to get her diaper changed then she needs to use the potty. Soon she'll get it. I'm in no hurry for my baby to become a big girl. Even though I know it's coming. Next step is to get rid of her sucky, which already seems to be a chore. I am not looking forward to when I start that.

Adam and I are still not "together", we are woring things out slowly, which as been kind of nice. We are talking more, hanging out more, just things that we had lost in our chaos of life. We are hoping to have things back to normal by the new year so that we can get prepared for baby to come and spend some much needed quality time with our Emma before a new baby arrives.

Here's to hoping and praying that nothing else goes wrong for me or anyone. That we will get through everything that comes our way, no matter how difficult it is.