That's right. I am sure some of you had your suspicions so I am coming clean on all my gloom lately.
My last post (Thursday) had me pretty sure that my 7.5wk pregnancy was coming to an end -- for those of you who are new followers or didn't get the memo, this would be my 2nd pregnancy/2nd miscarriage in 6 mos both ending at approx 7.5wks.
I have spent the past 2 weeks swinging back and forth between feeling super hopeful and positive to feeling total despair and doom and everything in between.
As if life could not suck any worse --- I got a call at 7am this morning informing me that my 92 yr old Nana passed away in the wee hours of this morning. ( My 1st miscarriage in January coincided with the death of my Granddad. It makes me just a wee bit suspicious that perhaps my toxic uterus is an instrument of death and destruction??)
|My Nana when she was about my age. She was a total stunner!|
This whole saga has many more details and I have tons of emotions to express but, quite frankly, everything is swirling around my head in a blur and I am tapped out of emotional energy to sort it all. Maybe once this gets a little smaller in my rear view I will be able to sort out my thoughts and get it all out.