I have to admit I got a little sad (ok very sad) as I scrolled through the posts on miscarriage and saw the post with the picture of the empty gestational sac. The reality came back in high gear. I would be 22 weeks now. We would likely know the sex of our baby. We would be talking names, figuring out who would sleep where when the baby arrived. We would be dreaming about our new addition in color now...pink or blue.
This moment is a tough one. Sure wish things were different.
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