The post I wanted to write today said "Guess what I'm Pregnant and I heard my baby's heartbeat today"!!! But instead the post I'm writing today is...I was pregnant and today was the day I SHOULD have heard my baby's heartbeat. Three weeks ago I lost the second baby I've been desperately waiting to have. The baby I had already told ALL of my family and most of my closest friends about because I'd already had one healthy pregnancy with zero problems...so this one would be just like it. The baby that I had already told my 3 1/2 year old son and that he'd asked me everyday since I told him when I was going to get that baby out of my belly.
I know this is a pretty private topic and maybe I shouldn't be writing about it But I am. Why? Because I didn't realize before I had my miscarriage that sooooooooo many women like 1 in 3 pregnancies end in miscarriage. It wasn't until we went through this did I know that so many of my friends and acquaintances had had a miscarriage or two or three or seven of their own. Now just because is so common doesn't make it easier to deal with...it just lets you know you're not alone...and it IS nice having people around you who understand what you're dealing with. This is just to say...yes I've been there and I get it!!
I'm healing physically and emotionally. Rocky has been an awesome support system and at times I caught myself forgetting that he was going through the same thing as me just not physically. He is very aprehensive about trying to get pregnant again. But I know God has a plan for our family and if it's meant to be it WILL happen again.