As I sit here heavily bleeding for the 4th day in a row, I read all the posts of bfp’s and happy pregnancies. It’s quite depressing.

Thought last month, and the month before that... and every month even before that, that I was pregnant. But no.

Not me.


It hurts.

Yet I keep my head up, and I will try again.

I dedicate this post to all the ladies that were hoping for a bfp this month. Who felt that soul crushing blow when af reared her ugly head.

We gonna pray for a good 2019 and BABY DUST TO ALL! Let’s keep our heads up. Cheers!