I can't believe I haven't updated this yet. I'm not pregnant anymore. I lost Baby B a week ago at 7 weeks 5 days. I had an awful feeling something was wrong, that was the reason for fighting with WBAMC to get seen so quickly. I just wanted to hear a hearbeat. That's all.
I'm not going to lie and say I am ok. I'm doing a lot better than when it happened, but I'm still angry and sad. I wish Brian was here to distract me and hold me and snuggle me when I cry. He was so wonderful the first time this happened, he made me watch 2 seasons of Lost. Hell, of course you can't think of anything else when you get entrapped in the secrets of Lost.
Thats the worst part of the miscarriage. This wasn't my first. It has happened twice now. That scares me. One is very sad, but very common, and you are not likely to have another one. Although, if you do, then more miscarriages are more common after the second one. So I have decided that I am not ready to try again until January, when Brian comes home and will be home for at least a year...I hope.
2 years ago
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