I could cry, and I did. Normally, I am a very contained person, but the need I have right now to shout at the sky is outweighing my usual mode of keeping positive and calm.
Next week marks one year since S. and I decided to try to add to our family of three. Nothing to show but a miscarriage in the Spring. And an awful one at that… I was just entering my second trimester, thinking all was well and right with the world, then BAM! taken away…. just like that.
I was upset, but I moved on with hope that lightening only strikes once.
And that might be true, but I’ll never know unless I get pregnant again.
The last hour, I’ve just been sitting at my desk, like a blubbering idiot. Too emotional, in fact, to be able to type this and make any sense….
sooooo….I’ll leave the over-analyzing for later, when I have the time and want to jot down here in my blog. For now, I just wanted to write this down for my friends checking in on me who knew I was testing today.
Yeah, it’s bad news, and it flippin’ sucks. Not much more to say on that.