Well, I'm in the deep south (Georgia - lol) visiting Dan's family for Christmas. It's a quiet afternoon. Most everyone is not at the house we are staying at, and anyone that's here is napping right now.
It's been exactly a week now since I lost the baby. I'm feeling surprisingly ok with everything. When I posted last I had JUST returned from the doctor's office, so it was very fresh and raw pain. I did schedule a D & C for the following Wednesday, but it ended up not being necessary since I miscarried at home by myself Monday evening. It's a fantasic story, very extraordinary, and I'd love to share it with anyone who wants to hear it. But it has a LOT of TMI and it's obviously a very sensitive issue, especially part of it that ended up making it so much easier for me to accept. I am working on putting the story together still. I don't think I will post it, for obvious reasons. But if you would like to hear it, feel free to message me and I can private-message it to you. I know it's kinda weird to share a story like this, but it really is just amazing.
Basically, I'm doing better though. Sad of course. But I know God planned for this to happen, and I'm ok with that now. Just wanted you all to know that. I felt sooo loved and prayed for this past week. Everyone was so wonderful, and the comments really brightened each day I read them. Thank you for that. Now I'm just trying to make the most of Marissa's Christmas - and she is having a ball!
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