Last December I had a miscarriage. It broke me. I felt betrayed by my own body. Two weeks ago, I turned 30 and I wished for a sticky bean and my wish has come true.

I took a test late last night. BFP!!

I can’t believe my eyes! My miracle, my rainbow. Words can’t express how I feel.

But deep down I’m so scared and anxious. I’m scared what happened last time might repeat itself.

My husband told me to not

Let my fear take away the happiness from this blessing we’ve been given. He’s been my strength to everything .

So I’m shoving my fears to the side and going to enjoy this feeling , this euphoria.

Baby dust to all and praying that we all have a healthy and safe pregnancy. ❤️❤️❤️