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On November 16, 2012 I found out I was pregnant. After trying for about 2 years, Tyler and I were both very excited. It was hard not to tell the whole world the moment we had found out. With the holidays quickly approaching, we wanted to wait a little bit and announce to them on Thanksgiving. I waited a little under a week to tell them. I went and bought shirts that said 'Big Sister' for both girls. On Wed, nov. 21, I skyped my family in Utah to tell them. I told them I wanted to show them Bryn's new birthday present and I showed them the shirt. It took them a minute, but then they all got excited. I think Grandma Gloria's reaction was the best. She got so giddy and started clapping. My siblings were so excited. Later that night we told Tyler's family. We did the same thing, but we had the girls open their shirts. At that time we told the girls too. It felt so good to be able to tell everyone. We wanted to keep things quiet to the general public until I saw my OBGYN on Dec. 11. I had a couple friends that had complications with their 3rd pregnancy and I wanted to make sure things were ok before we announced. On December 11, 2012, I went to my appointment. The dr. did and ultrasound and we got to see 'baby peanut' and his heartbeat. I felt a sense of relief. That day our Christmas cards went out in the mail to all friends and family announcing that we were expecting. I was thrilled.

At about 8 wks I started spotting a little. I remember spotting like this when I was pregnant with Makenna so I didn't think too much about it. But just because I'm paranoid, I called the dr and to make sure I didn't need to come in. The nurse said what was going on seemed normal and not to worry. So I traveled home to CA for Christmas. Christmas day I started spotting a little more. I tried to stay calm and just rest a little more that day. The day after Christmas I started spotting a lot more. I called the dr. and explained what was going on and she said it could be normal, but to be safe, go to the ER. I didn't really want to go and then have nothing wrong and make a mountain out of a mole hill. About this time we were headed to the airport so Tyler could fly back to OKC. We literally had everyone piled in the car and I grabbed Tyler and asked for a blessing from my dad and him. My parents had no idea what was going on. Tyler gave me a blessing and through the blessing I knew things weren't quite right. My mom then asked what was going on and I told her that I needed to go to the ER, that I was spotting. We took Tyler to the airport so he wouldn't miss his flight and I called the insurance to see what hospital I could go to. One of the hospitals was my Aunt Rhonda's hospital. She is a nurse and works at a hospital in CA. My mom called her to see if she was working. She had just gotten off her shift. She said she would try to get things rolling for me. We showed up at the ER and my dad dropped my mom and I off and he took the girls and everyone else home. Thanks to my Aunt, I didn't have to wait. They had a bed ready for me and I walked right back. I went in for an ultrasound and at that moment my heart sunk. No heartbeat. The little heartbeat I had seen at 6.5 wks was no longer there. I was 9 wks along. So it was confirmed. I miscarried. I never really thought this could happen to me. But I should have learned by now that if I least expect it, I should probably expect it. This has been the most trying experience I have ever been through. We are hoping to try again, just not sure how soon.