Home from Playgroup and ready to cry crying. Lots of questions about my summer and how I'm doing and I told The Story two or three times. It wasn't until the coffee wore off and everyone was gone that I realized I'm really *not* ok with the miscarriage.
I want to be ok. I need to be ok. But you know what? I lost the freaking baby I've been waiting
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We're listening. {{hugs}}
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And hugs.
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