I should start off by saying that both my father and grandmother passed away when I was young. I was extremely close to both of them, and throughout the years I’ve received signs from them (smelling my grandmothers perfume when I’m home by myself or things like that) to let me know they’re always with me.

Today I am 9w0d, and overall am scared shitless. My last pregnancy ended in a missed miscarriage, the baby stopped growing at 8w6d but we didn’t find out until 10w.

This whole pregnancy, I swear we’ve had more storms than any other summer, and with each one I’d hunt for my rainbow sign things would be ok.

As I turned onto the highway today on my way home, when I least expected it but needed it most, a gorgeous rainbow filled the sky. I know it’s not a coincidence, I know it’s my guardian angels telling me that I’ll be ok and that this time is different, and that I’ve made it past our point of loss.

Wishing all you ladies the peace that my 🌈 brought me today.