Monday night I woke up wet. I thought maybe I peed the bed. But it was so much worse. It was blood, lots of it.

I guess at this point it's important to know that I'm 12 weeks pregnant. And very excited. The last thing Chad and I talked about before falling asleep was how great it was to finally have our family all together.

Once Chad woke up to the nightmare and helped me clean up a bit and get dressed, the pain started. I felt like I was in labor. I started shaking uncontrollably.

A couple hours after getting to the er, I had an ultrasound. And there on the screen was a beating heart. Miracle, plain and simple, miracle.

They sent me home with instructions to rest. I was still cramping and hurting. I bleed a little more but it finally stopped. What on earth is happening inside my body? I'm still scared I might lose this baby whose picture is on our frig.

I'm sending this into the void in hopes that someone's prayers will join ours. I want and need prayers in my family's behafe. But I've never felt like that so I don't know how to ask. So here it is. Please pray for me and this baby.