I don't even have the words for this.

The last 3 days of my life have been a worlwind of emotions.

Sunday morning I got a positive pregnancy test. I was so happy but also tried to keep a level head as I knew anything could happen.

Monday I got bloodwork. It was positive...but just over the threshold for positive. Part of me felt the hCG was low for 4 weeks but part of me knew it could change drastically between women. I was at about half of what it was "supposed" to be according to the lab results.

Tuesday...it was gone. I started bleeding. It was dark red like period blood and there was a decent amount, so I knew that it didn't stick. On the phone, my doctor confirmed it was a loss as there was evidence of fertilization.

I just never really thought and was praying I wouldn't have to have this happen, as I'm sure many have. I was only technically 4 weeks or "just pregnant" but I have been crying all day. It just feels like...it took 7 long months for it to happen and then it didn't even work. How do you even find strength to try again?

Praying and sending good vibes to all mama's trying out there and dealing with this. Baby dust to all. 💜💜