Today I got an email from a friend saying she had a miscarriage. I started to cry. She is not a good friend and I only knew about the pregnancy because I had bumped into her out and about. But the pain she felt is still so familiar. I think you never get over that loss. In my case I was only 6 weeks pregnant when I had my miscarriage, yet the pain is still so real. It is a loss no matter what, for that fact, it's a loss every month when you pee on the stick and watch only one line show up.
The idea of going for number three has drifted into my mind now that my baby girl is getting big, but when I hear news like this I know I can not go through it again. Besides the fact that medically I probably couldn't have a third, the emotional aspect is something I know I can't ever go through again.
Time to go hug the kids.
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