Today, is a week after my miscarriage. Today I got asked “when are you going to have kids”. Today, one of my students called me mom on accident. Today, I had to go get my numbers checked and sat in a waiting room of expecting moms. Today, I got home and got my mail. It had an invite to a baby shower for a friend that knocked up his girlfriend of a few months on accident. Today, I got 47 text about my sister in laws baby shower next week. Today, I’m angry. Today, I feel life is unfair. Today, I hurt. Today, I held myself together, I faked it, I smiled.