Background

My husband Woodrow and I have been married 7 years this year, August 25,2012. We were married August 25th, 2005. In April of 2006, Woodrow took an oath to serve and protect our country against all enemies both foreign and domestic. He left for basic in July of 2006 and came home in Nov 2006. In July of 2007, he was assigned to a border patrol unit in New Mexico. I gave my two weeks notice at the bank I worked for, only to get a call the same day telling me "babe, don't give your notice I just got orders to go to Iraq." There is no worse feeling than your soul-mate telling you that he is going to a war zone. My heart sank and I just started crying. I knew in my heart that this was going to happen. He was scheduled to start training at Ft. Chaffee, October 1st, 2007.

October 1st, 2007, a day that I will never forget. I took a home pregnancy test. It was positive! The first person I called was of course Woody! He was soooo excited. Then I called all our family, including my best friend!

November, 30th 2007-another day that I will never forget, this was supposed to be my 12 week appointment. However, I found out that our baby had stopped growing at 9 weeks. It was heartbreaking. Not to mention there was a 14 year old there for her 12 week appointment and she had healthy twins. I will never forget that. Woody was getting to come home for the weekends since they were training only 3 hours away. So this weekend so the hardest weekend ever. I had to tell him that we would not be having a baby after all.

December 4th, 2007-I checked into NARMC to have a d&c and have the baby removed from my body. I was fortunate to have my mother, grandma and grandpa with me there that day. I remember praying to God to show me that there wasn't an error that I had actually lost the baby. The nurse came in and said "Twilia, if you will go pee, we wont make you wear a catheter." When I did, I noticed that I was starting to bleed. Somehow, that gave me comfort.


Woody then went to Camp Shelby Mississippi, to finish training and leave for Iraq. I went and got him the week of Christmas and we got back home Dec. 24 2008.  So instead of celebrating our first Christmas with our 6 month old, we were celebrating Christmas alone.



xoxoxox~Twilia