Over the past few weeks, I've been writing posts and saving them to actually post at a later day. They were filled with happy news, news of our first pregnancy, news of how we were going to decorate the nursery, how I was feeling and how my body was changing.
There is not too much reason to post them now. You see, at 7wks 6 days, I started having cramps (different than I had at the beginning) and a small amount of spotting. Over the next few days, it got worse and worse until now we are sure of the result. We have lost our first pregnancy. I talked with the nurse today about what to expect and what to do from here. And it was the first time someone has spoken the words to me "I'm sorry for your loss" Although we weren't far along, and based on an old ultrasound machine, an embryo might not have even formed within the sack, it was still our first pregnancy... and we lost it...
We are grieving. Sometimes more than other times. But today hearing her say those words just really hit me.
From here, it's suggested that we wait a few months before TTC again, just to make sure everything has passed and my system is back to normal. Until then, I will have bloodwork done twice to make sure my levels are fine and that I'm not loosing too much iron and I have a follow-up appointment with the doc in a few days too.
Sometimes life stinks!
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