Broken

I’ve had friends (too many friends) have miscarriages. I was just a wreck for them. So sad, so devastated. I hate thinking about them being heartbroken. I’ve cried for them and their families and their babies. But now that it’s happened to me, I have…no emotion. No crying, no sorrow. Just emptiness. Everyone has been…

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Inevitable

I think part of me always knew this wasn’t going to happen. Everything felt different than with the first two. My breasts weren’t tender, my skin was bad, my nausea wasn’t as severe. “Maybe it’s a boy!” My family said helpfully, hopefully. Maybe. But I knew something was off. We saw Dr. Hirisk for an…

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