Some Things Are Meant to Be

I had a miscarriage. It started with a little blood yesterday afternoon. Then I started to feel small cramps last night before I went to bed. Around 4 in the morning my cramps woke me up. I went to the bathroom and the floodgates opened.

The past few days have been a very difficult and painful experience to say the least.

However, I'm okay. Considering how happy and excited I was about the baby, I feel a strong sense of relief. It just wasn't meant to be, and one day, when Marc and I are ready, we will have a baby.

I learned a lot from this very brief pregnancy. Onward and upward.

"Time will do the talking. Years will do the walking. I'll just find a comfy spot and I'll wait it out."