When she was 8 weeks pregnant, Emily Christine was finally going to be able to see her baby through an ultrasound for the first time.
Typical for the procedure, she was told to come with a full bladder so it would be easier to see the baby.
This may have added to her frustration to finally see her baby. After all, she and her husband have been waiting for this moment for over a year.
She finally entered the ultrasound room where she was greeted with smiles from the staff.
Emily says happiness from carrying a baby is "contagious."
Except, when she finally saw the image on the screen, she knew something was wrong.
She wrote on her Facebook,
...these images were different than the ones I've seen on Facebook that all my girlfriends had posted, something was wrong. I saw nothing because my body was just hours away from miscarrying.
She knew when she saw the images and when the ultrasound technician became quiet and left the room she was losing her baby.
Her husband said everything was fine, but Emily had seen hundreds of ultrasound photos -- she even searched Instagram for "#8weeks" just to see what her baby looked like.
Emily went on to write,
I remember being afraid to cry. I didn't feel as if I deserved to cry because 'I wasn't that far along,' and 'this happens all the time.' I remember holding back the tears with every ounce of my being and not being able to look my husband in the face because I knew his pain would break me.
Emily was sent home and told to let her body "naturally run its course."
Her doctor told her what to expect, and "she was right about everything." But she was never warned about what would happen after the initial heartbreak. She added,
She didn't tell me I was going to be reminded for weeks to come because my body was going to take that long to 'clean out.' She didn't tell me I was going to have to watch my husband weep. She didn't tell me how hard it was going to be to tell my mom what had happened. She didn't tell me that my body was going to continue thinking it was pregnant for weeks to come. She didn't tell me how hard it was going be to tell people I was fine when I wasn't. She didn't tell me that this was going to make me a jealous person over-night. She didn't tell me how much harder the question “when are you having kids?” was going to be. And she didn't tell me that it was going to be so hard losing someone I had never met. But she did tell me it was okay to cry and she did tell me that I wasn't alone.
Through her Facebook post, Emily found out she truly wasn't alone in her heartbreak. Her mother, aunt, sister and sister's best friend had miscarriages as well.
She hopes knowing you're not alone will make it easier for others who experience a miscarriages as well. She continued,
I am not looking for pity and I am not looking for answers. I am sharing this so that maybe one less woman will feel alone and use this as a reminder or message that there is hope after this heartbreak.