Another one...

Month after month, we try. We wait for the day to start testing and hope that we have two little lines show up in that test or the words “pregnant” like immediately you can feel this gift within you. You are going to be a mom.

Then time passes, feelings change, your boobs are no longer sore, you don’t have a distaste for certain foods, and then you start to bleed. At first without cramps, hoping that maybe because it’s one without the other it doesn’t mean what you think.

I read an article today saying how we need to end the stimga of “only (insert) amount of weeks when I lost” there shouldn’t be, “I was only” it should be “I was already” because we all know that feeling we get of seeing those two lines on a pregnant test or the words pregnant or even better the number we get back from a blood test.

So today, I lost another one. Another one that I hoped and prayed would become more than just the two solid lines on a test or a lower than regular beta level. Here’s to another month and to another hope of trying. I’ve heard to not give up... so that’s exactly what I’ll do.