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Photo: Casey Kelbaugh

Photo: Casey Kelbaugh

Photo: Casey Kelbaugh

Casey and I had known each other for three months when I got pregnant. At least, we had only recently gotten to know each other: We first met 15 years ago in New York City. When I bought a home in Woodstock in late 2020, not far from where Casey also happened to live, mutual friends put us in touch again. He came over to catch up with a dinner that lasted well into the night. We were pretty inseparable after that. Not long after, I took the test, and Casey, a photojournalist, started taking pictures.

“Oh, fuck,” were the first words out of Casey’s mouth when I FaceTimed him with the news.

I had never felt a strong desire to be pregnant. I wondered if the universe had forgotten to give me a biological clock. Since my younger brother and I were adopted, I always thought that’s how I would become a parent.

I started to show very early. I was constantly nauseous and fatigued. These were all good signs that the pregnancy was progressing, my sister told me, and that I was probably having a girl. I bought this bathing suit to fit my burgeoning belly and was so excited to wear it.

On our way to hear the baby’s heartbeat, we saw the crosstown bus where my parents met 48 years ago speed past us down 34th Street.

The ultrasound was silent but for the faint beeping of the monitor.

We passed each other a confused glance. The tech quietly left to get the doctor. I was sitting on Casey’s lap when she came in, and her pursed mouth and lack of eye contact said it all.

The pregnancy had not progressed, and there was no heartbeat.

Photographs by Casey Kelbaugh

“Oh, fuck,” were the first words out of Casey’s mouth when I FaceTimed him with the news.

I had never felt a strong desire to be pregnant. I wondered if the universe had forgotten to give me a biological clock. Since my younger brother and I were adopted, I always thought that’s how I would become a parent.

I started to show very early. I was constantly nauseous and fatigued. These were all good signs that the pregnancy was progressing, my sister told me, and that I was probably having a girl. I bought this bathing suit to fit my burgeoning belly and was so excited to wear it.

On our way to hear the baby’s heartbeat, we saw the crosstown bus where my parents met 48 years ago speed past us down 34th Street.

The ultrasound was silent but for the faint beeping of the monitor.

We passed each other a confused glance. The tech quietly left to get the doctor. I was sitting on Casey’s lap when she came in, and her pursed mouth and lack of eye contact said it all.

The pregnancy had not progressed, and there was no heartbeat.

Photographs by Casey Kelbaugh

I was given one dose of mifepristone at the doctor’s office and sent home with the misoprostol to take 24 hours later.

How did I not know anyone who had taken this drug before? Who had to force their body to reject their dead fetus?

The doctor did not prepare me. She made it seem so routine. “Unfortunately, this happens all too often,” she said in a cavalier tone. But why wasn’t anyone talking about this?

The waves of nausea were violent and unrelenting. They took away any ability to process what I was experiencing.

There was really nothing to distract me. We tried watching In the Heights between trips to the bathroom to vomit and pass blood clots.

My insides felt like they were being ripped out of me, but when I contacted my doctor over the hospital app, she suggested I take Tylenol.

I don’t even know how many times I had to get up to go to the bathroom to pass the tissue. I was bleeding through everything.

The gruff tech rattled off statistics, hurriedly jamming the ultrasound wand into every corner of my uterus.

There was a small likelihood the misoprostol would not be effective in terminating the pregnancy. We were in that category.

Because of COVID restrictions, Casey had to wait in the hallway with the other dads.

What would life look like now? What kind of relationship would we have? We jumped so far ahead, only to be boomeranged back to where we began. My depression started to rear its ugly head.

But it’s summer, and it’s over, and I can enjoy myself now — the voices of denial settled in.

Photographs by Casey Kelbaugh

The waves of nausea were violent and unrelenting. They took away any ability to process what I was experiencing.

There was really nothing to distract me. We tried watching In the Heights between trips to the bathroom to vomit and pass blood clots.

My insides felt like they were being ripped out of me, but when I contacted my doctor over the hospital app, she suggested I take Tylenol.

I don’t even know how many times I had to get up to go to the bathroom to pass the tissue. I was bleeding through everything.

The gruff tech rattled off statistics, hurriedly jamming the ultrasound wand into every corner of my uterus.

There was a small likelihood the misoprostol would not be effective in terminating the pregnancy. We were in that category.

Because of COVID restrictions, Casey had to wait in the hallway with the other dads.

What would life look like now? What kind of relationship would we have? We jumped so far ahead, only to be boomeranged back to where we began. My depression started to rear its ugly head.

But it’s summer, and it’s over, and I can enjoy myself now — the voices of denial settled in.

Photographs by Casey Kelbaugh

Plus, there was Paris. Initially we had planned to travel there in the fall because it was my 40th birthday. But when we found out we were pregnant, we said, “Why don’t we go sooner than later, and make this kind of a babymoon?” After the miscarriage, we thought about canceling the trip, and then we said, “No, you know what, let’s get away, let’s be together and continue to enjoy our lives and not let this stop us.” Two weeks later, we flew to Europe.

Our first day in Paris.

I texted Casey: “It’s bad, you need to come now. ”

After what seemed like an eternity he entered the bathroom to see me crouched on the toilet, drops of blood gleaming on the tile floor, which was strewn with red tissues, towels, anything absorbent I could find.

I remember saying, “I need to get to bed.” Casey put his arms around me, my face as white as my lace shirt. I stepped into the kitschy lobby with its blue velvet banquets and glittering gold-foil wallpaper.

I came to in our hotel room and found myself bleeding on the bleached white sheets, a bloody towel wrapped around my waist.

The French EMS were huddled around, their Popeye arms working diligently, maneuvering the cords and pumps and machines with deafening beeps.

“We’re taking you to the hospital,” Casey said.

Photographs by Casey Kelbaugh

Our first day in Paris.

I texted Casey: “It’s bad, you need to come now.”

After what seemed like an eternity he entered the bathroom to see me crouched on the toilet, drops of blood gleaming on the tile floor, which was strewn with red tissues, towels, anything absorbent I could find.

I remember saying, “I need to get to bed.” Casey put his arms around me, my face as white as my lace shirt. I stepped into the kitschy lobby with its blue velvet banquets and glittering gold-foil wallpaper.

I came to in our hotel room and found myself bleeding on the bleached white sheets, a bloody towel wrapped around my waist.

The French EMS were huddled around, their Popeye arms working diligently, maneuvering the cords and pumps and machines with deafening beeps.

“We’re taking you to the hospital,” Casey said.

Photographs by Casey Kelbaugh

At the hospital, the nurse led me to the bathroom for a urine sample and handed me a waxy paper cup, the kind that used to balance along the sink’s edge in my childhood home. I cried as I handed it back to her.

Inside it was a magenta blob, the color of my college manicures, shiny and whole. The nurse took it from me. “It’s all right, it’s all right,” she whispered in her heavy French accent. She patted my back and gently laid the cup in the trash can.

Casey stood grasping at the doorway, exchanging glances with the nurse. “Was that the baby?” I asked him and pointed at the trash can. That was the baby.

It was the first time I referred to it as the baby.

I had dismissed this loss as a collection of cells. But those cells would have turned into a baby if I had carried it longer. My body failed me. Why hadn’t I heard the echoing of my biological clock earlier in life?

There had been so many distractions. There had been so many goals and tasks to complete. It was hard for me to be still. I blamed it on my adoption, this need to find something. I found it confusing to try to define myself.

I was hemorrhaging because my body was still holding on to tissue from the pregnancy. At one point the doctors told me I might need a blood transfusion because of how much I had lost. I went into surgery for a dilation and curettage (D&C) procedure to get the rest out.

When they brought me back into my room after surgery, it was around 4 a.m. Casey had been sleeping on the floor.

After a sleepless night, we left the hospital that morning.

Now we could focus on our relationship and continue to get to know one another. We had only been together for five months and had just gone through an intense trauma. We felt closer than ever.

My parents sent a bottle of Champagne, an early birthday present and a consolation prize. I wasn’t having a baby, but at least I could drink again.

The day after we got back, I went to the doctor, where I got an ultrasound and was told everything looked okay. “You can start trying again in a few months,” she said.

It felt like nothing even happened. The pregnancy had been erased.

Looking at these photos later, it was hard to believe that was me. The fullness in my hips, breasts, and cheeks remained. The eating disorder that stole my 20s made these images even harder to look at.

But I saw something else in the photos. I had evolved into a sturdy oak. I was rooted so deeply, ever present in my changing form, which had forgotten that I was no longer pregnant. Would I feel the warmth of growing life again?

Photographs by Casey Kelbaugh; Word by Becca Leitman, Casey Kelbaugh, Words by Becca Leitman

I was hemorrhaging because my body was still holding on to tissue from the pregnancy. At one point the doctors told me I might need a blood transfusion because of how much I had lost. I went into surgery for a dilation and curettage (D&C) procedure to get the rest out.

When they brought me back into my room after surgery, it was around 4 a.m. Casey had been sleeping on the floor.

After a sleepless night, we left the hospital that morning.

Now we could focus on our relationship and continue to get to know one another. We had only been together for five months and had just gone through an intense trauma. We felt closer than ever.

My parents sent a bottle of Champagne, an early birthday present and a consolation prize. I wasn’t having a baby, but at least I could drink again.

The day after we got back, I went to the doctor, where I got an ultrasound and was told everything looked okay. “You can start trying again in a few months,” she said.

It felt like nothing even happened. The pregnancy had been erased.

Looking at these photos later, it was hard to believe that was me. The fullness in my hips, breasts, and cheeks remained. The eating disorder that stole my 20s made these images even harder to look at.

But I saw something else in the photos. I had evolved into a sturdy oak. I was rooted so deeply, ever present in my changing form, which had forgotten that I was no longer pregnant. Would I feel the warmth of growing life again?

Photographs by Casey Kelbaugh; Word by Becca Leitman, Casey Kelbaugh, Words by Becca Leitman

Becca Leitman is a psychotherapist and Casey Kelbaugh is a photographer based between New York City and the Catskills. Together they’re launching Carriage, a web3 space for people to share their miscarriage stories and support one another.

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Blood Clots of Miscarriage: What It Looks Like?

Miscarriage of a baby can be a very traumatic thing. Seeing a miscarriage can be even more traumatic. Miscarriage is defined as losing your baby prior to being 20 weeks or at the 20^th week of pregnancy. About 50% of pregnancies result in a miscarriage, but many women do not even know they are pregnant yet and haven’t tested for pregnancy. After a positive pregnancy test, about 15% of those result in miscarriage. Miscarriage blood clot pictures can help you prepare if you have been told that you will probably lose your baby. This article will also help prepare you for what to expect with a miscarriage.

Before we take a look at some pictures, it is important to discuss bleeding during pregnancy.

If you have bleeding in early pregnancy, you are likely very nervous. Bleeding can be a very normal thing in the first 12 weeks and usually nothing to worry about. Most often, the pregnancy continues just fine and a healthy live baby is born. However, certain types of bleeding can be a sign of something more serious, especially if it’s heavy or accompanied by cramping.

It can be red like your period or a light brown in color. Spotting is usually normal and often a sign that the pregnancy has implanted in the uterus. This usually happens around the time of your expected period and then stops after a few days.

While a pregnancy can end at any time, these are the points when certain things are most noticeable such asonly seeing clots, seeing the pregnancy sac with an embryo, to seeing a fully formed baby. Please keep in mind these photos may be quite graphic, but are intended to help you prepare yourself.

4-5 Weeks

If you are 4 weeks pregnant, bleeding with clots, you may notice some white or grey tissue in the clots. At this point in pregnancy, you may not see a baby at all if you miscarry. The baby is less than ½ cm long or about the size of a grain of rice.

6 Weeks

You may have bleeding, clots and possibly be able to find a small sac filled with fluid, a very small embryo about the size of your pinky nail and a placenta attached. Some women have even found the umbilical cord at this time, but at six weeks it could still be difficult to find the baby.

Around the eighth week of pregnancy, a lot of women describe the tissue as looking like “liver.” The clots and placenta are dark red and very shiny. You may be able to find the sac and enclosed fetus. Your baby will almost look like a “kidney bean.” There is evidence of eyes that are sealed up and buds forming for arms and legs.

10 Weeks

If you miscarry at ten weeks the clots are darker red in color and are almost like jelly. In the clots, you may notice tissue that looks like membrane and this can be parts of the placenta breaking up. If you pull apart the clots, you will most likely find the gestational sac and you will see a formed baby inside the fluid. The baby now looks more like a baby with fully formed fingers, arms, legs and toes.

12 Weeks

The baby will most likely come out in the sac, but often the water breaks on its own at this point. You may notice after passing clots, you will then pass the baby with the umbilical cord still inside of you. Then the placenta is expelled. At this point in pregnancy, you may even be able to tell if your baby was a girl or a boy.

16 Weeks to 20 Weeks

In the sixteen to twenty week timeframe you may pass very large clots that look like “liver.” They may also be around the baby. You will also pass pieces of tissue that feel like membrane. At this time, you may notice water coming out of your vagina. Around twenty weeks, you most likely will give birth to a fully formed baby about the size of your hand.

If you notice miscarriage blood clot pictures, place a pad in your underwear. If you soak more than two pads an hour or have severe cramping, contact your doctor immediately or go to your nearest emergency room.

The doctor will take a look at your cervix to see if it is open. They will check your hCG levels to see where you are at in your pregnancy and then repeat the tests to see if the levels go up or down. If they go up your pregnancy is most likely progressing and if the levels drop you are most likely having a miscarriage. You will probably have an ultrasound to check for a heartbeat and make sure the pregnancy is not in your tubes.

If you are at risk for a miscarriage, you will most likely be sent home and told to rest. If the bleeding stops and you have pregnancy symptoms then the pregnancy is more likely to progress. If your pregnancy symptoms go away suddenly and you begin severe cramping and passing clots then the doctor will give you the option of passing the pregnancy at home. Your doctor may have you bring the clots and tissue in for examination.

“At eight weeks my pregnancy symptoms just disappeared overnight. Then I started to bleed so I called the doctor. They told me to rest, but I started getting really bad cramps and passed some pretty big clots. The bleeding then stopped suddenly. I knew I had miscarried and my periods returned about 6 weeks later. I was able to get pregnant again and had a successful pregnancy the next time around. ”                                                                                                                                                                                            --- Kaitlyn

 “At around seven weeks I started bleeding and then passed about a two centimeter rubber-like piece of white tissue. I reminded me of a small piece of uncooked chicken. After this passed, a stringy clot about two inches long came out and then nothing else.”                                                                                                                                                    ---Julie

Spontaneous miscarriage and miscarriage

Over the past 10 years, the number of spontaneous miscarriages has been growing rapidly. The International Histological Classification Organization (FIGO) has declared the situation with an increase in the frequency of miscarriages an epidemic.

Spontaneous miscarriage is the termination of pregnancy before the fetus reaches a viable term (up to 22 weeks of pregnancy and fetal weight 500 g. ).
Most miscarriages (about 80%) occur before 12 weeks of gestation. Moreover, in the early stages up to 8 weeks of pregnancy, the cause of miscarriage is chromosomal abnormalities in 50% of cases. It turns out that nature eliminates the defective product of conception. And these causes are difficult to prevent, especially in the presence of hereditary diseases. Fortunately, accidental breakdowns are much more common than genetically determined ones. Therefore, subsequent pregnancies usually end happily. nine0003 But the remaining 50% of miscarriages have completely real and removable causes. They can be easily identified at the stage of preparation for pregnancy by a gynecologist.

What are the reasons?

- chronic diseases: inflammatory diseases of the uterus and appendages, polycystic ovary syndrome, uterine fibroids, endometriosis, malformations of the genital organs.
- infections: toxoplasmosis, listeriosis, genital tuberculosis, sexual infections - chlamydia, mycoplasma, ureaplasma, syphilis. nine0007 - antiphospholipid syndrome.
- endocrine diseases: diabetes, thyroid disease.
- metabolic disorders in the body: obesity, folic acid deficiency, iron deficiency, vitamin D deficiency.
- male factor.
Of course, these causes are identified and eliminated before the planned conception.

There are harmful factors that can affect the development of the fetus in the early stages of pregnancy and lead to miscarriage:

- alcohol consumption. nine0007 - caffeine use (4-5 cups of coffee per day).
- smoking (more than 10 cigarettes a day).
- drug use.
- taking medications with a teratogenic effect (for example: aspirin, nise and others from this group of drugs; antifungals; antidepressants; some antibiotics and a number of other drugs).
- toxins and occupational hazards: ionizing radiation, pesticides, inhalation of anesthetic gases.

What are the signs of possible pregnancy loss? nine0004