Thursday, August 11, 2011

Time to come clean.

Jon and I took a pregnancy test on Saturday. Positive. Another one Sunday. Positive. We were on top of the world.

Last night I started spotting. It got worse and I miscarried this morning around 6:00. It was horrible, awful, and the worst day of my life so far.

Everything happens for a reason and I'm trying to stay positive.

Next time we'll get our forever baby...I'm sure of it.

I don't plan on mentioning this again. Like. Ever.

6 comments:

Courtney said...

I'm so sorry to hear this. I miscarried at 8 weeks with my first pregnancy and it was beyond awful. On the bright side, I got pregnant my next cycle and we are now blessed with a healthy baby boy. Rumor has it that your chances of getting pregnant the next cycle are high, so get at it! And keep in mind that everything happens for a reason.

Kari said...

That makes me feel better-thank you! I knew they were common but I didn't realize HOW common they were. Sure I had done my research and I knew it was a possibility-but I guess I just brushed it off as "It won't happen to us.". I've heard that your chances are better of getting pregnant again after you miscarriage. The doctor told us to wait one more cycle just to make sure my body is completely healed before trying again. So that's what we'll do!

Amy said...

Keeping you in my prayers. It's pretty shocking just how common they are. Pretty much every woman in my family has experienced one, but all ended up having several happy and healthy babies!

I have also heard that rumor too Courtney!

Amy

Kari said...

Thanks, Amy-we appreciate that so much! I'm hoping that our chances will be high when we can start trying again and we'll get our healthy forever baby. :)

cMe said...

Oh sweetie, I am sad to hear this. I had a miscarriage with my first pregnancy and I know how devastating they are. Please feel free to email if you'd just like to chat.

Kari said...

Thank you-it means a lot. I can't believe how many women have went through it and had healthy babies afterwards. It gives me a little bit of hope. Today was a bad bad day. I cried quite a bit. A few of my co-workers found out today and they started crying-both guys which made it doubly hard. But tomorrow will be better I hope.