Today, I went back to work after my D&E on Monday.. half my office knew I was pregnant and the other half think I’m dying or something, because I never take unplanned days off.

Tomorrow will be five years to the day from my last D&C. Pregnant twice, 0 children. I thought this time would be different. Made it further yet still nothing came to fruition.

So as I sit on my kitchen counter drinking a truly and eating Fritos, I just need to say I’m not okay. Not today, but one day, I will be. We will all be okay and we will all get our rainbow babies... one way or another.