Bleeding and cramps like a typical period. It’s done. This pregnancy is on its way out.
I wish I could say I’m surprised. I always knew it was coming. I couldn’t imagine myself staying pregnant. It didn’t seem real. Once again, it was just a glimpse of what I wanted before it all got taken away.
Pregnancy isn’t a wonderful thing for me any more. It’s a constant battle with my body to force it to support a new life. That’s what it’ll be from now on.
I’m keeping my doctor’s appointment on Thursday. I’ll discuss PCOS and RH- testing, and anything else she thinks we should test. I’ll take some drugs. We’ll try again. But if this keeps happening, we’re going to adopt. Like we had always planned on. Like I should have all along. I thought getting pregnant would be easier and cheaper. I never thought I’d be going through this. Two miscarriages in nine months.
I don’t know how much more sorrow I can take in this lifetime.