After taking my fiancé to work, I stopped by Publix to use the bathroom because I had been cramping for a while earlier and felt uncomfortable pressure on the left side of my pelvic area. Well, it turned out to be a miscarriage. I know the ob/gyns always count from the first day of last period, which would've put me at 7wks 2days, but I count from the conception date (May 26th) and was actually 5wks 2days. I saw and held the embryo and took a picture before saying goodbye and cleaning myself up (included picture in this post). I'm glad I never told my fiancé, our 2 kids (our son Riley turns 11 on July 14th 2017, and our daughter Serenity will be 10 on Halloween night 2017), or anyone else that I was pregnant because I think that would've made this more difficult than it already is. I'm gonna continue to trust in the Lord because HE knows his plan for me and my family.

The MC was definitely upsetting, but it was obviously part of our Lord's plan. So I'll find comfort in that and the friends/acquaintances I made/make here and continue to work on getting healthier and maintaining a healthier more active lifestyle, which in general is a good thing for me. I think it will also better my chances for a successful, full term and healthy pregnancy if or when the Lord has plans to bless us with another baby in the future. If the Lord has plans for us to have more kids, then despite my fiancé not wanting anymore kids since we already have 2, I trust it will happen if/when the Lord wants it to.