"No farewell words were spoken, no time to say goodbye, you were gone before we know it... and only God knows why"
~Author unknown
This passed week has been very long and rough. Not only did I loses another pregnancy but I also realized that my path to parenthood would be much longer and harder than I ever could have imagined!
Almost 2 weeks ago, on June 7th, I took a pregnancy test (well actually 3) and all came out BFP! My reaction at first was of mire terror.. and then some excitement. I enjoyed the knowledge of pregnancy for just over a week all the while trying not to over think it and totally freak out!
But on June 15th I started spotting, nothing bad, but enough to send me running to my Doctors office to get my blood levels checked. Later that evening I got the call from them saying that I was indeed pregnant but that my levels were very low, so I should come back 2 days later and have them rechecked. Friday evening after I had been back they called again with the results that my levels were dropping and that I was having an early miscarriage. This hurt... but I had already figured that the news would not be good. But what they said next scared me to death! "we are transferring you to the Fertility Doctors"
I know that things have not been easy... and certainly something is going on. But this made it real! This is not going to be an easy road!
