Kristen Turek (little t)

Hey Everyone,

So we decided on doing a gofundme instead of a fundraiser for now… anything you can to help her out would be appreciated ❤️

For everyone that knows her knows how much this girl has been through the last month. Kristyn had suffered a miscarriage and had to have a d&c… Kristyn has always been told she would never get pregnant and something she has always wished for became true but then quickly turned into a nightmare.

A week later, Kristyn had gotten into a bad car accident where she was then hospitalized with a collapsed lung so they put a chest tube in and has been in lots of pain. Everyone that knows her knows how hard this girl works, 2 jobs for as long as I can remember.

Kristyn’s story..

“ I woke up this morning at 3:30am with another punch to the gut feeling. I had recently joined a couple FB support groups, which reminded me at the top of my live feed that this month is not only breast cancer awareness month, but also pregnancy & infant loss awareness month. I was hesitant and scared to post something so personal & raw, but the more I thought about it, I wondered why we feel we need to keep it a secret? I am proud, heartbroken and struggling to accept and navigate how to feel and react to my situation, but I don’t feel that an announcement should be stolen from me as well.

For the past few decades I have been struggling with cervical dysplasia and uterus didelphys, resulting in multiple OB appointments annually, in office surgeries, cancer scares and the worst to deal with - being told I could never conceive, and if I did, never carry full term. It took years, but about 5 years ago I accepted this fate and that atleast I was the luckiest, blessed aunt to 3 beautiful nieces. To me, they are my kids too.

After being extremely late for my monthly, I decided to take a pregnancy test. 4 actually. I saw 2 pink lines. I was shocked. I was scared. My first and only obgyn who knew every detail about my situations had just retired and I didn’t know what to do next. I told my best friend first. She told me make an appointment with her doctor as she too suffered from female issues but was blessed with a beautiful child.

I went to my first appointment and was told I was already 6w1d. I saw my little bud on an ultrasound. I was told and saw that there was already a strong, healthy heartbeat at 134 bpm. I was also told miscarriage was not a concern, but the size and shape of my uterus could cause complications and preterm labor later down the road.

Fast forward to Sunday. I woke up to a tiny bit of blood and called my doctor. I was told no need to panic, but that I could come in early for another ultrasound to ease my mind. Of course I did. That was Tuesday. I whole heartedly believed I was being given another opportunity to be told the baby had grown and that I would receive more pictures. Instead, the doctor came in and told me that he was very sorry, they did not see a heartbeat anymore. I was 8w1d. Why give me this opportunity just to take it away, after I had already accepted my fate? How cruel.

I sat with my baby inside of me for 2 more days, and had the procedure to remove him, not even 48 hours ago at this point. I wanted a little girl, but I’m 1000% convinced I was carrying a boy. I was a week away from knowing the gender.

I can’t find the words to even scratch the surface at all the feelings or thoughts I have running through my head. But today of all days, I wanted to announce that I was pregnant, and I did have a baby, whether my baby made it through or not. There was a strong heartbeat. I felt and saw my body changing, and I’m still experiencing changes. Our baby had already formed arms and legs. Eyes and internal organs. I don’t need anyone’s permission to feel, react or make this decision. I chose to honor and announce our baby, because it was real and it happened. And I’m grateful for my boyfriend, who unknowingly gave me the opportunity to experience something I always wished for, and for being here for me the best way he knows how when I’ve been nothing but difficult. He suffered a loss as well.

Grieving has been very weird for me because a part of me feels silly for being sad. I never got to meet our baby, but it felt real to me and I had already begun dreaming and planning everything. Having something you yearned for your entire life, to achieve it and then have it ripped from you out of nowhere, with no explanation, is an unbearable pain. And any girl who has ever experienced this, I truly feel for you. More than just an “I am sorry for your loss”. Because until you feel it, you don’t really understand.

Baby Day - May 8, 2023 ily”

A few days after Kristyn’s miscarriage her dad had suffered a heart attack…

A week or so later … Kristyn had gotten into a head on collision, a pick up truck had hit her head on forcing her to be in the hospital and her car is completely totaled … it’s going to be a recovery for her and more time off work.