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I wasn't even fully aware of it until it was too late. Now I'm sad, and I can't really explain why. This wasn't supposed to happen; we were taking steps to safeguard against this exact thing.
The day I found out I was pregnant, I was scared. Terrified. And happy.
And then three days later, when I knew the miscarriage was in full swing, I was so upset. It's hard to stop crying. It's only been two days, so I know it's only just sinking in. But it is hard. It's hard to accept that I was gonna be a mom, and that fate was playing a cruel joke on us.
We're not trying to have a baby. We're just going to let it go, as a matter of fact. Maybe try again someday. I don't know. It just hurts.
The day I found out I was pregnant, I was scared. Terrified. And happy.
And then three days later, when I knew the miscarriage was in full swing, I was so upset. It's hard to stop crying. It's only been two days, so I know it's only just sinking in. But it is hard. It's hard to accept that I was gonna be a mom, and that fate was playing a cruel joke on us.
We're not trying to have a baby. We're just going to let it go, as a matter of fact. Maybe try again someday. I don't know. It just hurts.