July also brought with it the hope of a pregnancy. for months i had been waiting to feel tired, or sick anything that would remotely indicate i was pregnant. then it happened... the day that i was to start my next cycle came and went, and the next day, and the next... before i knew it a whole week had gone by. to say the very least JD and i were over the moon. after months of waiting we decided to wait another week to head to the doctors for the verification. as the appointment got closer and closer we got more and more excited, that was until i woke up bleeding. something had gone wrong during the 5th week and my body decided that this wasn't the time. we weren't yet going to have a baby.
it's hard to explain how devastating it is to loose a pregnancy. JD and i were crushed. he stood strong and basically carried me though the next few weeks even though, i know, he was as disappointed as i was. it is an emotionally draining time because how do share your loss with others? how do you let them know what has happened? i felt like this was something that wasn't talked about even though talking could help heal the wounds. so slowly i began to tell my friends. i first shared our loss with a friend of ours that went through the same thing and then my sister. with each person who learned of our loss i felt a bit better.
i tired to write this blog post a hundred times so that if you knew someone out there who had gone through the same thing could read it... maybe it would help them too. but i didn't have enough distance from it to be strong enough to hit the publish button. slowly, very slowly JD and i started making our way through it. during one post about backyard party we had last August, i made the conscious decision to try and move on.
there were tons of other hard times in the upcoming months that hit me unexpectedly... finding out one of my friends and my sister were expecting, a friend's baby shower, the christening of another friend's child all brought with them mixed emotions. but JD and i pushed through and he held my hand and let me cry on his shoulder when needed.














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