Some days.

Some days

I'm okay.

Some days

I'm not.

I learn to deal with it, but it's hard.

I feel like I can't post things because people might be offended or up set by what I write, but it helps me vent.

Dealing with a miscarriage is hard. Even though I wasn't super far along, I was still attached to this growing child in my body.

I remember just feeling empty a few days after it happened. I know one day, it wont bother me so bad, but that day..isn't today and I doubt it will be tomorrow.

I think the day will be when I see two pink lines on a pregnancy test.

I know it will happen when the lord thinks we are ready, I just pray that everything will go okay. I don't know if I could do this again.

I am thankful for the strength the lord has given me. I am thankful for Broc and everything he has done for me. I love my life, just dealing with a little rough patch.