WARNING: THIS POST HAS VERY GRAPHIC ELEMENTS.
I think I am ready to talk about this now.
Allen and I lost the second baby on Friday, April 3 2009. I began to stain (not even spot) late Thursday night.
Friday, I called the Doctor and he said, "If it gets worse, go to the hospital."
If did get worse. At 4:30 p.m I felt like I was getting socked in my
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