A week after my miscarriage I decided to write about the experience. At the time I felt like I needed to put all my thoughts and feelings out there to fully process it all. And then my dog stepped on the keyboard and erased half of it.
So it happened. It’s over. It makes me extra terrified to ever get pregnant again and I’m still too emotionally exhausted to rewrite it.
Meanwhile the weather here has finally decided to act like it’s fall so I’m enjoying doing fall stuff with my hubs and baby. Kiddo enjoyed the apple orchard two weeks ago, football with daddy last weekend, a family photo shoot tomorrow and hopefully soon we’ll go pick out our pumpkins.