On Wednesday, February 29th I found out I was pregnant. We hadn't been trying that long and I was surprised, elated and pretty much the happiest girl around. A few short weeks later, our child died. It was unpreventable, unexpected and it was one of the most difficult things I've ever dealt with. Read on for more of our story.
The Day Before
The Worst Day
When people ask, "How are you doing?"
What comforts me
Avoiding the topic
The beginning of healing
Struggling with what was 'supposed to be'
Painfully-Aware-That-I'm-Not-A-Mother Day
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