Today, at around 3:30pm, I miscarried. Am I sad? Not really to be honest. I trust my body to do what is right. I was worried about all the meds I took last weekend with the meningitis-like virus I had. I was also worried about my hcg levels being so low. I guess I knew in my gut that something wasn’t right and I’m thankful that my body took that decision away from me; I’m glad I didn’t have to make a difficult call. I had my first miscarriage.

It’s not spoken about enough and it happens to more people than we think (& realize). I know many people, including my mom, that have had at least 1 miscarriage. It happens, it’s nothing to be ashamed of.

So onward we go, we will try again in August and I’m sure next time will be right.

*Please note this blog is posted a day late*