Friday the 13th
I anxiously waited until I was out of my 1st trimester to announce that Marquis and I were expecting a new addition to our family. At 19 weeks and 1 day I had a miscarriage.I don't think I've healed at completely yet. At the time I originally started detailing this post it had only been hours but writing has always been therapeutic to me. It's part of my healing process and I'd like to share it because you don't read about miscarriages too often. We all know it happens but never the story, just the sadness or the happiness after successfully conceiving after a miscarriage. I for the most part had a natural miscarriage at home. I did go to the hospital at first but after no fetal heartbeat was detected or movement via ultrasound I was sent home. It was Friday March 13, 2015. I was given a prescription for pain should I need it and instructed to see my OB the following Monday. Saturday was a fairly pleasant day. I wanted to stay in bed all day but Marquis encoura...