I think maybe i'm just realizing I am not pregnant. The hopes for that baby I was carrying are gone.
Some days, most days, I wish I could float up to heaven and hold my angel babies. Meet them see them and smell them. Just to have a memory of who they are.
I hate this.
I cannot wait to get tested and get results to find out what we can do next time... if God lets us have a next time.
I want to be pregnant again.