Looking back, when I started this blog, I never dreamed that somewhere down the road I'd be writing about the subject of infertility. Trying for a baby was somewhere in the back of my mind; not yet a reality. And yet, througout this past year and a half, I've felt comforted by speaking from my heart onto this blog and every once in awhile, seeing your kind words of encouragment.
After a year of struggling to get pregnant, and then almost six months of seeing a fertility specialist, still with no concrete answers of "Why?", countless appointments, tests, blood work, injections, and finally, artificial insemination, I was pregnant. Finally.
And I am so heartbroken to say, that one month after I heard those sweet words of "Congratulations!!" from my doctor and nurse, that I have miscarried.
Seeing it on the screen makes it a bit more real. As I type this, tears are streaming down my cheeks and there is a fogginess in my head.
Did this really happen?
It seems like a nightmare; one that I know is not going to go away easily or soon.
Please hold us a little closer in your hearts right now.