It’s been my biggest fear all along, and today I lost my baby.

I was going to be 6 weeks today. I feel heartbroken, confused, and scared.

I know how strong I am, I know how strong I can be, but it doesn’t make this any easier.

I thought I had faced the facts when I saw the blood, but until the doctor uttered the words, the room spun and everything became so surreal.

I prayed for you, dreamed for you, and lost you all at the same time.

I don’t think anyone can be prepared for this and my heart goes out to everyone and anyone who ever goes through what I have this morning, and some.

I had my baby and I lost it just as fast, and I’m praying for the day my almost baby is ready to make it through and let me love you for the rest of my life.

12/20/2019 💔