Wendy's Love Story

 My Angel's name is Felicia, and my name is Wendy.  Felicia went to Heaven on March 11, 2006.

Ron and I didn't necessarily plan on Felicia but once we knew about her we couldn't have been happier! I have epilepsy and I'm 39 so we were a bit nervous about complications. The first ultra-sound we had done at 12 weeks showed a strong heartbeat and everything going
fine. I went to have bloodwork done to test for Down Syndrome and it came back high so it was suggested to have a target ultra-sound and an amnio. During the ultra-sound the doctor was concerned that little Felicia's hands were not opening and suggested to go through
with the amnio and so we did.

The next few weeks of waiting for the results were unbelievable. But on March 1st (my birthday) everything came back fine. We could finally breathe a sign of relief and tell our family and friends. That day we went out and bought our first little pink outfit. I never allowed myself to look at baby things because I knew I was a high risk mom. But now with
being 21 weeks and all the tests coming back positive I let my guard down and let my imagination run wild.

Everything was going fine and I was feeling wonderful until March 10th. That morning I woke up and felt a little pressure or heaviness in my stomach but being my first pregnancy I really didn't think much of it, so I went to work as normal. After lunch I went to the bathroom and found I had started spotting and rushed to get Ron who works at the same school as I do.

We rushed to the doctor's office and when I got out of the car my water broke. I was crushed I stood there unable to move and just cried and screamed.  I knew I had lost Felicia. Ron rushed me to the hospital and I was taken to the Snuggery where I delivered my sleeping angel on March 11th at 11:49am. She was so tiny and beautiful. We held her and cried and held
each other and cried. It was a horrible night.  The hospital staff were wonderful and caring but all day and night I heard happy people and there babies. The next day I went home without my baby.

The doctor thinks I had gotten an infection from the amnio.

The next few weeks went by in a blur. We had a service and burial for our angel. She now sleeps in a beautiful place surrounded by woods, a stream and deer come to visit her.

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