I had been dealing with pregnancy symptoms for one week after having an early miscarriage in July. It gave me a small glimmer of hope. However, I woke up this morning with my first period since my miscarriage. Emotionally I have been fine, but today I’m having to fake a smile and pretend I’m okay. Every time I use the restroom I’m reminded of the moment I passed my sac. I’m trying to look forward to trying again next week, but I can’t help but remember I’m suppose to be 9 weeks today not planning to conceive again. Literally everywhere I turn I see pregnant women. Two of my close friends are pregnant several of my coworkers are pregnant and here I am dealing with the burden of wishing I could feel the symptoms of life forming in me.