The ultrasound showed I wasn’t as far along as I thought. Only five and a half weeks. And there was no heartbeat. The doctor came in and told me what he saw. I held on to the hope that it was just too early. My bleeding had almost stopped. Another ultrasound a couple weeks later confirmed what the doctor already knew. I was having a miscarriage.
When I was in residency, our local zoo was loaned two giraffes (Autumn and Walter) as part of a breeding program, the Species Survival Project. The entire city was thrilled when Autumn became pregnant with her first baby.
People have been trying to control family size throughout history, but with the advent of modern contraception, it’s become easier and easier to plan pregnancies. This is because modern methods, in addition to being safer, are more effective than many methods used previously.
I am not one of those women who loves being pregnant. In fact, I do not terribly enjoy being pregnant at all. I have always wondered how some women are blessed with “the glow,” and others, like myself, get acne and “cankles”.