Anna Maria Locke

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Navigating a season of "not yet"

2023Anna Locke

Right now snow is falling in west Michigan, we’ve barely seen a glimpse of sun in weeks, and it’s like nature is sending the very clear message to rest, hibernate, be still.

At the same time, I’m having a personal inner spring awakening thanks to second trimester energy and what feels like 18 months of pent up ideas and dreams and goals sensing they have free rein to finally emerge from the surface and be free to grow.

It’s an interesting juxtaposition but I’m fully enjoying having this down time to retreat from the world and get to work.

Spring is far away but deep beneath the earth seeds are sprouting, and new beginnings are on the horizon.

I always love looking at life through a seasonal or cyclical lens, because things never unfold in a linear pattern, despite what the thinking side of our brain expects.

We always circle back to the same lessons, mistakes, or growth moments over and over in a cosmic whirlpool of dejavu, but at the same time gaining experience, perspective, wisdom, and the opportunity to choose differently.

Life does not move in a straight line, or even a perfect circle with happy closure at every thread of our paths. Sometimes it feels more like a hot mess that is completely out of our control.

Menstrual cycle awareness is a fabulous built in way to honor your body’s need for different things at different times, but sometimes we go through energetic seasons that last beyond a month.

It seems like all the conversations I’ve been having lately with other moms, coaches, and business owners have had a similar theme, like we’ve all been going through this personal extended winter ala Game of Thrones.

And it’s freaking hard to be in the middle of a seemingly endless phase and not being able to see the light at the end of the tunnel. Especially if it’s something you’ve never experienced before, like going through the newborn stage or a sleep regression or mental health crisis.

You’re inside something new, and you don’t know where the end is. In hindsight things move fast, but when you’re IN IT, it seems forever.

All we can do is lean back into our inner knowing that all things pass in time, trust that we’ll make it through to the other side, and in the meantime surrender and let go of our brain’s expectations or timeline.

My season of “not yet”

When it comes to my major areas of career, home, and family, it’s felt like for the last 12-18 months I was inside this limbo phase of “not yet, not yet, not yet.”

The best way I could describe it was feeling like a strawberry suspended in a big jiggling vat of jello. Not necessarily stuck and paralyzed, but not free or in my groove. Very much disoriented and disconnected from my inner bold, badass, creative and confident version of myself.

We didn’t have childcare for our first 8 months after moving to Michigan, which forced me to put my coaching business on the back burner (and subsequently feel disconnected from my inner purpose and joy of the work I do) so I could be a full time caregiver and mom.

Once we finally enrolled Thomas in part time preschool, I suffered a miscarriage during our quest to grow our family, which ultimately triggered a mental health breakdown and has forced me to put my mental and physical health first over everything else.

Then we faced so much rejection during our home search, until finally buying a house and moving!

So yeah, lots of exciting things have been happening, but not without trials and long seemingly endless stretches of waiting and surrendering control.

Sometimes you are so ready to move into the next chapter or season of life but you keep getting hitting roadblocks or set backs, like the universe or God keeps telling you “not yet. Not yet. Not yet not yet not yet not yet.”

During those times of freefall, it’s vital to surround ourselves with support because we can’t do everything by ourselves.

Whether that’s mental health support, financial support, childcare, or simply staying up too late to catch up with girlfriends and laugh.

The more we remember that we aren’t alone, the easier it is to take ourselves less seriously and give ourselves permission and space to let go of the frantic pace of the world and surrender into just being still.

So what if you have “nothing” achievement-wise to add to your resume or holiday letter at the end of the year? Maybe you can’t quantify the growth you’ve been experiencing on the inside, but that doesn’t mean it’s worthless, or that nothing is happening to you and for you.

“Rest is the revolution that’s going to power your life”

-Alexandra Pope and Sjanie Hugo Wurlitzer (Wild Power)

And after winter comes a season of transition.

Transformation.

Like a butterfly emerging from the mush.

I don’t have some nicely organized 5 step process to pulling yourself out of a funk or extended winter, but all I can say is that when spring arrives again, you’ll know.

It might be subtle, but unmistakable.

Remaining in a state of inaction or status quo will feel existentially and maybe even physically intolerable.

You’ll have to move.

Trust that you’ll know exactly what to do.

Your next steps will be guided. You’ll start to have little synchronicities or signs or just chance encounters with friends that will give you a little micro-dose or glimpse of fresh energy and life, like a gust of warm air in early spring.

You won’t be ready to completely put yourself out there and bloom, but that’s ok because you don’t have to.

You might start to feel impatient that things aren’t moving faster, or that you don’t have the capacity to take action and do ALL THE THINGS that are suddenly flooding your brain.

But that is ok too.

Pace yourself.

Let your soul seeds germinate and nurture them in the darkness so they don’t get burned by the heat of the sun.

Find someone you trust to share your heart and witness your emergence from the cocoon.

And keep on honoring the pace of your heart.

xo Anna

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My 2023 Goals (plus goal setting tips from a life coach)

2023Anna Locke
Goal setting tips from a life coach, plus my 2023 goals

This is Part 2 of my 2023 goal setting series. Read Part 1, my 2022 year in review, here!

This year already feels different. Do you feel it too?

January is usually the longest, gloomiest month of the year for me, even more since we moved to west MI where the sun doesn’t rise until after 8am and lake effect clouds drown out any glimpse of sun. 

However, I’m finally getting that magical boost of second trimester energy and it’s completely overpowering my winter blahs. Especially in contrast to how low I felt through the past few months, with a tough first tri combined with endless daycare courtesy of the 3 year old. I probably don’t need to tell you how insane this virus season has been, but woah being sick and pregnant really sucks ha.

Anyways, I entered the new year feeling a surge of energy and motivation I haven’t really experienced in a long time. Maybe ever!

Like I said in my previous post, last year felt like a year of staging. Lots of not so fun growing pains (house hunting, trying to conceive, moving, etc) necessary to get to the other side.

And now I feel suspended in a magic bubble of time where we’re settled into our home and routine, I have the time, energy, and support to do all the things I want to do while also taking care of myself, yet the chaos of a new baby is still a comfortable four months away.

So I’ve been fully enjoying this quiet, gloomy, hibernation mode month to get back to work and map out all the plans and ideas that have been simmering in my head.

I’ve been using the Power Sheets goal planner for the past 5 years now as a tool to help me plan out my annual goals and then break them down into monthly, weekly, and daily actions.

This process works for me because I’m a visual, big picture person. I love brain-dumping and getting everything out on paper, and then seeing how my monthly and weekly plans connect back to my greater vision. It helps me stay focused and in action mode on a daily basis instead of spinning out in FOMO overwhelm with all my ideas!

How I set my annual goals

I’ve found it most helpful to think about a few broad, long term goals that reflect the areas of life I want to focus on this year and then break them down into quarterly, monthly, and weekly plans. 

As a certified Beautiful You Life Coach, I’ve been trained and had years of fun practice in creating goals that aren’t just specific/measurable/etc etc but feel inspiring, heart centered, and really encapsulate who I want to be as I grow into this next phase of myself.  

My annual, bigger picture goals tend to be more broad, and then I break them down into smaller mini-goals and actions to visualize how I’m going to get from point A to point B. 

The very first action step I recommend after setting a goal is to break out your journal and dig deep into why this goal is important, how you want to feel as you work towards it and then ultimately achieve or embody the end result, and where you are now at the starting line.

This helps you mentally and emotionally connect to your goal and makes taking the necessary actions much easier and natural. Sometimes I don’t even create an action plan - after leaning into my vision for my goal I “set it and forget it” and let myself intuitively and subconsciously flow into where I want to go. This takes a lot of self trust though!

When I’m working with a life coaching client, our very first session is a goal setting intensive where we establish the goals they’ll be working towards in our time together. Then I help them create personalized journal prompts and foundation-setting actions to ground into their vision. If this sounds like something that would be supportive to you, you can book a free mini consult here to get a taste of what it’s like to work with me!

We can’t predict the future or see what plot twists the year will bring (RIP my 2020 vision board), but I do know our family has an enormous life change coming in May aka the ticking time bomb inside my uterus who is kicking me as I type. So my 2023 goals are a mix of “this needs to get done before Bebe Dos,” and “this could flow into a 2024 goal and that is totally fine.”

Goals don’t have to be timeline dependent :) you just need a way to measure progress, whether that’s tangible check lists or events with a deadline, or simply recording how you feel over time and grow as a person.

Here are a few of my core 2023 goals for life and business!


LIFE GOALS


Welcome Baby 2 into our family

This is pretty self explanatory. He’s due in late May, which still seems far away but I know in a month or two it will start getting real! 

What does “success” look like for this by the end of 2023?

  • Finding our groove as a new family unit of four.

  • Feeling recovered physically and rebuilding my strength.

  • Getting the support we need, and taking care of my mental health.

Mini Goals/Action Steps

  • Continue with my walking and strength training routine

  • Find a therapist, pelvic floor PT, and lactation consultant

  • Sign up for postpartum home fitness program

  • Order a bed for T

  • Set up nursery

  • Go through baby stuff/make registry of things we need

  • Sew all the newborn clothes I want to :)

  • Spend intentional 1:1 time with T

(Obviously these mini-goals and actions will shift and new priorities will emerge once the baby is actually here)


Build our community here in Grand Rapids

The biggest thing I miss about leaving Chicago is our community of friends and family there. I’ve made some great new friends so far here but now we’ve been in MI for over a year (and pandemic restrictions continue to lift… for now…) it’s time to get more intentional with getting out there and being social! We are on the hunt for a church community, and I’m hoping to find some kind of new moms group like I had with Thomas too for early postpartum sanity. 


Create routines and habits to support my mental and physical health

What does success look like?

  • Seeing a therapist regularly and feeling mentally and emotionally stable through postpartum

  • Rehab my body postpartum

  • Continue exercise routine to have a strong and healthy pregnancy


Settle into our house and create a beautiful, cozy home

What does success look like?

  • Feel settled and organized vs. messy and chaotic

  • Have all our rooms set up

  • Complete a few projects

  • Hire cleaners 1-2/month


BIZ GOALS


Grow my life coaching business with purpose and joy.

This is my number one goal for 2023/2024. As I shared in my last blog post, I’ve massively streamlined my coaching business so I can solely focus on my 1:1 life coaching this year. Building deep connections with women on an individual level and supporting them through life transitions so they can feel confident and at home in themselves is something I consider a spiritual calling, but also something I’ve resisted focusing on because the things that are closest to our hearts also feel the most scary !!

What does success look like?

  • Support 6-8 other women and moms in creating an inspired life through 1:1 coaching

  • Launch Back to Biz with Baby group program this fall with 5+ members

  • Feel like I have the childcare support I need

  • Feel supported and intentional through maternity leave and return

  • See bank accounts growing

Mini Goals

(most of these have their own set of mini-mini goals and obviously lots of actions, lol)

  • Book 4+ clients by maternity leave

  • Grow email list to 750 subscribers

  • Build my audience with regular social media strategy and collabs

  • Buy a new laptop!

  • Plan for 8 weeks off for mat leave

  • Create LLC

  • Launch Back to Biz with Baby group program in fall

  • Blog and send a newsletter 3-4/week

  • Run free masterclasses and update opt-in

  • Take December off for the holidays


Continue to cultivate joy, inspiration, and creativity with my Etsy shop

I’ve run my Etsy  since 2013 as a fun creative outlet (and way to fund my fabric and yarn obsessions) but last year I started viewing it as a more official side hustle. I went through all the CPSC compliance hoops to officially register as a small batch manufacturer and launched my first collections of children’s clothing! I love making adorable baby clothes, accessories, and home goods to add a pop of color and beauty to every day life. And I love love LOVE curating fabric collections and buying allll the Rifle Paper Co, hehe. Since sewing is extremely time consuming I’m leaving this goal a little open-ended since I don’t know how life will look after baby arrives, but I’d love to continue releasing seasonal children’s collections, doing more custom orders, and maybe even selling at my first makers market or pop up show locally!

What would success look like?

  • Have fun!

  • Turn profit in my seasonal drops

  • Learn and expand my skills

  • Buy a serger with profits

  • Do my first market! (holiday?)

  • Increase listings to ~80

Mini goals/timeline

  • Seasonal collection drops:

Jan - spring kitchen

Feb - Easter baby

Mar - spring/summer collection

Apr - finish orders and prep for mat leave

May to Sept - mat leave

Oct - holiday launch

  • Grow IG reach and email list (post reels, update hashtags, engage with other accounts)

  • Do my first market ?


Goal setting tips from a life coach

It always seems impossible until it's done
It always seems impossible until it’s done
— Nelson Mandela

This quote has been in my mind constantly, especially when the little niggle of self doubt creeps in.

It’s fun and inspiring to create a vision or exciting goals for your life, but when we get back down to reality it’s so hard to discipline ourselves to take the action steps required to bring them to life. Usually actions either feel boring and a grind, or else require us to go out of our comfort zones and trigger lots of insecurities and fear. Either way it’s easy to let our many responsibilities of daily life to distract us from the deeper things we actually want to do. Which is why so many of our goals and new years resolutions “fail” or sit on the backburner year after year.

  • What would it take for you to choose one goal to fully devote yourself to achieving this year? 

  • What would that goal be? 

  • What would you need to do? 

  • What support would you need? 

  • What would it feel like to be the person you need to be to live out that goal?

And then instead of feeling discouraged or beating yourself up for “failing” to achieve your goals or falling behind in life, what if you could send yourself some epic compassion and love, celebrate what you HAVE been through over the past couple of years, and decide that you get to start fresh this year?

Unsurprisingly, one of the easiest and fastest ways to actually get from where you are to where you want to be is to invest in the personal support of a life coach. Supporting you in pursuing and achieving meaningful goals and creating a life you love is literally our job description 🙂

If you’d like to work with me, I invite you to schedule a free 30 minute Mini Glow Up session here! This is a chance for us to get to know each other, for you to share your ideas, and receive a sample of what it’s like to be coached by me. You’ll walk away with one powerful takeaway or mindset shift and get a feel if working together would be a good fit for you this year.

Cheers to a new year and new adventures ahead!

xo Anna

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What it's like to have a second miscarriage... after a healthy pregnancy and baby

2022Anna Locke

Just FYI that this post will contain triggering content around miscarriage and first trimester pregnancy loss, and also will be pretty graphic so if you don’t want to read about bodily functions or are currently pregnant/sensitive to the topic of loss you’ve been warned! Also, I am not a medical expert, this is just my personal experience. Don’t take anything I say as medical advice, duh.

Never imagined I’d be saying this again, but a couple weeks ago I had another miscarriage.

I want to share my experience to normalize this horrible yet super common experience, and help end the stigma that keeps women feeling isolated and alone. Writing it out is also really helpful to my own healing process.

Additionally, I’ve found that it’s really hard to find information online around what’s “normal” for your body to do during an actual experience of pregnancy loss, and our bodies can do some really weird shit. 

It’s even harder to find information for having multiple NON-consecutive miscarriages. It turns out that every time you’re pregnant, you’re back to the same statistical probability of loss, regardless of how many healthy babies you’ve had before.

I am doing well, now that I’ve been able to process and make it to the other side of the physical process.

But it still sucked big time.

The biggest blow was that I just never expected this to happen again.

I lost my first pregnancy in 2018, and it was completely devastating.

I went on to have a healthy, uncomplicated, full term pregnancy and delivered a perfect healthy baby boy in 2019. 

I assumed I’d already had my fair share of “bad luck” and wouldn’t have any more issues in baby making. Well, sometimes life has other plans.

Trying for Baby #2

We always talked about having two kids, but after recovering from the newborn stage and then going through the pandemic, it took me until Thomas was about 2.5 before I finally felt ready to try again. By “ready” I mean, I didn’t start stress-crying from the mere thought of going through the newborn stage again.

I love being a mom, I love babies, I love my child more than anything but parenting a baby/toddler is not my favorite thing in the world. No one really admits that because we’re afraid of being judged or feel guilty but it’s ok if you don’t love every second of parenting. This sh*t is all-consuming hard!

So anyways.

We decided to go for it, and I ended up getting pregnant a lot faster than I anticipated. After everything we went through to have Thomas (we’re lucky not to deal with fertility issues, but it still took a year of trying/loss/trying to get pregnant with him), I was really happy and thought hey, maybe this time will just be easy! 

Insert dramatic voice…

IT WAS NOT TO BE.

From the beginning I was waiting for the first trimester nausea and food aversions to hit me, but they never really did. The biggest and immediate symptom I felt was a raise in my resting heart rate and it took longer for me to recover after a run. I was extra fatigued and had a little bit of nausea if I got too hungry, but not to the level that I experienced with Thomas. I had lighter symptoms with my first pregnancy that ended with loss so I was a tiny bit on edge but not really concerned since everyone told me “every pregnancy is different,” so I considered myself lucky.

Here we go again…

In mid-July, my parents came up together to visit us for the first time since we moved to Michigan last fall. My dad and I were registered to run a 10k trail race Saturday morning with some friends that I’d been training for.

That Friday I hit 7 weeks of pregnancy, and that evening I noticed a tinge of pink blood on the toilet paper when I went to the bathroom.

I had an immediate and intense sense of de ja vu back to my first pregnancy, and my heart dropped through the floor. Spotting can be normal and safe during the first trimester, but I just knew this was not right.

I spent the rest of the evening completely freaking out on the inside and feeling like I was trapped in a living nightmare. I told my mom what was going on (we hadn’t planned on telling our parents about the pregnancy until later) and by the time I went to bed I gave my anxiety and stress up to God and felt a little calmer. My main concern was making it through the 10k the next morning.

The next morning the spotting was still really light and I didn’t have any other symptoms, so I attempted to swallow a little food and drove out to the ski hill where the event was being held with my dad. 

Regular Anna would have loved the trail run. We ran up and down hills in the beautiful woods for six miles, then had to climb all the way up the ski hill and back down. Pregnant/potentially miscarrying Anna felt like she was going to pass out… but I made it and actually finished within 30 seconds of my personal goal time, ha.

I spent the rest of the day resting and recovering from the race, and Sunday we said bye to my parents. I started to feel some cramping and the bleeding got heavier, more like a period.

First thing on Monday morning I called the OB office where I was scheduled to have my first appointment in mid-August to cancel that appointment and let them know I was pretty sure I was having a miscarriage. The awkward part was that I hadn’t established myself at the new office yet or come in to confirm the pregnancy, so there were some communication errors between myself and the front desk receptionist, and I don’t think the assistants or midwives were actually informed I was having issues.

(Lesson learned: if you know you want kids in the near future, establish yourself at an OB/GYN as soon as you move to a new location so they have you in the system!)

Since I had been through this rodeo before and thought I knew what to expect, was at peace with losing the pregnancy by this point, and it didn’t seem like a medical emergency to me (in terms of bleeding or pain), I figured I’d just wait at home until the pregnancy tissue passed.

But it didn’t… 

Getting diagnosed with a missed miscarriage

I just continued to have medium bleeding and off and on cramping. So on Tuesday I called back and had some blood work ordered, which came back indicating my progesterone was low but hcg (pregnancy hormone) was still high.

So on Wednesday I had to call back AGAIN and waited all day to hear back from a midwife, who was able to schedule me for an ultrasound with an OB on Thursday morning.

This entire week was just incredibly stressful since I assumed the pregnancy was a goner, but still wasn’t positive what was actually happening. Someone close to me recently had an ectopic pregnancy so I was paranoid of ruling that out too.

Finally Thursday morning rolled around and I had a great experience with the OB. I chose this practice based on the amazing reviews and the fact that it was a joint OB/midwives group (which I had and loved with Thomas’ pregnancy and delivery) so it was a relief to finally get past the admin and into the providers’ sphere. 

Through ultrasound we confirmed there was a gestational sack and mass of tissue remaining in my uterus, but no heartbeat or sign of life which was a relief to me and basically what I expected to find. With my first miscarriage there was still a weak heartbeat visible on the u/s the morning I passed it, which made the experience extra hard and traumatizing. This time, it didn’t feel like I was losing an actual baby, just an nonviable pregnancy. I know it all sounds horrible, but I was just so determined to have a less negative experience this second time around and maintain as positive a mindset as possible.

More positive takeaways in consulting the OB were that my fertility is not a problem, and Thomas is the best evidence that my body can create a full term healthy pregnancy and baby so there are no major underlying genetic abnormalities. Also, my uterus is really good at sticking onto whatever it thinks is a baby… it never relaxed in between contractions while in labor with T for 14 hours so just further confirmation I have a powerhouse uterus. Yay? Lolz.

So I was officially diagnosed with a “missed miscarriage,” which means the pregnancy stopped developing but my body didn’t catch the loss and was still hanging onto the fetal tissue and producing pregnancy hormones.

Ultimately my OB thought it was another unfortunate case of random bad luck (statistically it’s estimated that up to 25% of pregnancies end in loss, especially once you’re 35 or older which I am now). 

I was prescribed four rounds of Cytotec, a medication that triggers the uterus to contract, told to pound the ibuprofen and expect the period from hell, assured that I’d pass everything within 12 hours, warned to go to the ER if I started hemorrhaging blood, and sent on my way. Woo!

Luckily Ben works from home and had a lighter day so he was able to watch Thomas while I was taking care of myself (side note: it is so hard to lose a pregnancy while also parenting an energetic toddler who has no clue what’s going on… I literally don’t know how women do this if they don’t have support or time off from work… will not tangent down my womens’ rights and healthcare soap box at this time…) so I went to the pharmacy to pick up the Cytotec (had to confirm with the pharmacist that I was not using it to give myself an abortion before he’d fill it *eyeroll*) and some other essentials, then came home to take the first dose and set myself up on the couch with a heating pad.

I took a round of the meds every 6 hours for 24 hours.


And waited.


And waited.


They triggered really intense cramps, not just uterine cramps but my entire lower half of my torso below my stomach felt like it was getting punched from the inside.

Sitting around, waiting to pass the pregnancy tissue, and having no clue how bad or bloody things were going to get, made for a pretty horrible night.

Since I’d been through it before I kind of knew what to expect, but I’m not sure if that made the anticipation easier or worse.

I barely slept that night between the stress and the pain, but watching the latest season of Love Island UK got me through.

HIGHLY recommend this show if you are going through something tough! Last time I watched Say Yes to the Dress, which is also great. Something completely unrelated to having babies, but related to other people going after their hopes and dreams, with a dose of enough juicy drama and colorful personalities to take your mind off reality.

I also recommend telling a close inner circle friend or family member or two so you can have someone to be your support outlet through the process, especially anyone who has gone through the same thing or has the emotional capacity to hold you through your darkest times, because it is just so freaking lonely and isolating. And your partner can love on you and go through their own personal grief journey but they will never truly feel what it’s like from the inside.

I finally went to sleep around 4am, woke up at 7am to take my third round of Cytotec and passed a relatively small clomp of tissue when I went to the bathroom that looked like what I’d seen on the ultrasound screen. By small, I mean around 1.5”-2” circular clot with no extra bleeding. Much less graphic than I was anticipating. 

It was honestly so anticlimactic I was almost disappointed. Like I just went through all of this, for that?! Kind of like when you’re a kid and there’s a tornado siren and you pack your favorite toys into your pillowcase and hang out in the basement, and then there’s no storm and you have to go right back to bed.

By this time it was Friday, a full week since I’d started bleeding.

I continued to have really bad stomach ache from the Cytotec and no appetite all day, and couldn’t sleep again due to the cramping but the bleeding was still light to medium. 

On Saturday my stomach started to feel better and around 11am I passed another significant tissue clomp. I also had some pretty bad diarrhea which I assumed was a side effect of the medication and all the lower body cramping.

On Sunday I finally had no more stomach cramps, hooray!

And then I emerged, a beautiful butterfly! J/k. This is getting a little repetitive and sounding like the Very Hungry Caterpillar.

By Tuesday all the bleeding had completely stopped. The abruptness surprised me after how long and drawn out everything had been up until that point.

The rest of the week I felt more like myself than I had in a few months, as I’m assuming the rest of the pregnancy hormones cleared out and I got my energy and mental clarity back again. First trimester sucks!

OMG IT NEVER ENDS

AND THEN…

Over the following weekend, I started having weird stretchy pinkish discharge, and uterine cramps that turned into more of the bad lower stomach cramps. Nooooooo. I had another 24-48 hours of the exact same post-cytotec symptoms, intestinal pain and diarrhea, to the point that I wondered if I had caught a GI virus? It was weird because it was the exact same but it had been 10 days since the miscarriage so it couldn’t have been side effects to the meds.

All I can think of is that my uterus was doing its little “last stand” to clear out ANY residual gunk. 

A similar thing happened to me the exact same time (10 days) after my first miscarriage too, it just felt different. That time was completely debilitating uterine cramps, with no bleeding but I was still passing some brown tissue.

This time, there was no bleeding or tissue, but another few rounds of lovely diarrhea, then I had a little of that post-GI bug feeling like your digestive system is burned out and hurts after eating any food.

I warned you this would be graphic! I want to share anything just in case anyone else has had a similar experience because having a miscarriage is such a unique and WTF thing.

At the time of writing this, it has been two full weeks since I took the cytotec and I finally feel completely back to normal, physically and energetically.

If the weird cramping returns I will call the doctor, otherwise I’m going to wait until my follow up appointment in a couple weeks to discuss everything and get more blood work done to confirm the hcg is cleared and my menstrual cycle is getting back to business.

If everything goes like it did last time, I expect to get an actual period from hell in a couple weeks, then back to regular cycles.

How I’m doing, and what’s next

Since I don’t feel like I need any more time to grieve or emotionally process, we will get back on the TTC wagon after I get my period back, and pray for no more bad luck.

Honestly my main emotions right now are peace in this journey, gratitude that I can enjoy the rest of summer being not-pregnant, and annoyance that this happened to me again and that I will have to go through the first trimester again for the FOURTH time, without having more babies to show for it. Blah.

Losing your very first pregnancy is extra hard because you don’t know if your body is capable of getting pregnant again or even having a baby, so knowing that my first loss resulted in Thomas (who is the best!) makes me really really optimistic and faithful that our next baby will be worth the wait.

What I learned

Every pregnancy is different, every miscarriage is different.

It still amazes me what our bodies are capable of!

I’ve learned there are 3 main types of miscarriage, kind of like what I think of as the 3 different types of birth.

-You can miscarry “naturally” which is called expectant management (like waiting for your body to go into labor on its own). This is what happened with my first loss.

-You can take medication which is called medical management (like being induced if baby is being stubborn or medically necessary). This is common if you have a missed miscarriage where your uterus doesn’t realize it’s hanging onto a non-viable embryo, like I did this second time.

-You can get surgery with a D&C (kinda like having a c-section). This can happen if your body doesn’t naturally expel all the tissue, or if you have a missed miscarriage farther along in your pregnancy.

I mean obviously it is not like childbirth at all… but it kind of is.

You don’t have to push a 6-10 pound turkey out of your vagina, and recovery is probably faster than with a full term baby.

But a miscarriage is more than just a “bad period.”

There is extra gestational tissue in your uterus that will be released, which can range anywhere from mildly gross to extremely traumatic depending on how far along you are and your personal experience. 

And even if it’s the early stages of pregnancy, your body is still pumping full of extra hormones and those hormones will crash afterwards so you might have mood swings (on top of the full spectrum of emotions around loss), energy changes, even weird gunk in your nipples especially if you’ve breastfed before. 

There is no right or wrong way to FEEL about a pregnancy loss. You might feel relieved, happy, sad, disappointed, or need months or years to grieve. Most likely you’ll feel a mix of emotions. Your partner will go through their own process. It is very helpful to see a therapist to process it all, or at least share with a trusted friend.

From a physical standpoint, anything weird you experience is “normal” and most likely completely fine unless you are experiencing an ectopic pregnancy, have extreme pain and/or gushing blood and need the ER. Good times.

If you experience spotting at any point in pregnancy, call your medical provider ASAP (don’t hesitate to use the pager if it’s a weekend or the office is closed) and ask to have blood work ordered and an ultrasound as soon as possible. I wish I had advocated for myself a little harder right away just for the peace of mind it would have saved me.

I truly believe that early pregnancy loss is not your body failing you, but rather your embryo “failing” and your body doing its job.

Remember that at least 15-20% of pregnancies end in loss. Many times before a person even realizes they’re pregnant.

Sometimes there are things we can do to support our hormones and bodies in holding a healthy pregnancy but most of the time it’s just random genetic abnormalities that you have zero control over.

Giving up control is hardest part of trying to grow a family. Each healthy baby is truly a miracle, it’s insane when you really look at what has to happen.

But through the process we can grow so much if we choose to see it as a spiritual journey of surrender, faith, trust, and love.

Your body didn’t fail you - it is protecting you. Your body is wise and strong. Your healthy baby is on their way. Your family will be complete in perfect timing. Your life is unfolding according to divine plan held with love by the creator of the universe. 

I can’t wait to meet our future baby when they decide it’s time to arrive. I know they will be 💯 worth the wait, just like Thomas was. And every day until then I am working hard to shift my anxiety brain to live in love and not fear. 

xo Anna

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