So I was pregnant(!) — but, now I’m not. It was only for a short time and it went away so fast that now I forget it happened at all — but not entirely the case, which explains why it has taken me three months to actually publish this post.
I kept this post in draft-mode for over two months, trying to decide whether or not I should publish it — along with the decision of whether it was something worthy of sharing at all. To some degree, it’s really not that significant.
Miscarriages are so common and we hide so often from this reality — trying to diagnosis the why — but it happens so frequently and I think it’s important to remember this, because some pregnancies are easy and others are never to be. In fact, about 15% of all pregnancies end with a miscarriage in the first trimester.
And while every pregnancy, while viable or not, is extremely personal, I like to think that perhaps my sharing will help others feel less alone as I clearly share almost everything — at least on the surface 😉
It is a little sad that this new one disappeared so soon, as I spent less than a week secretly thrilled for our growing little family!
But, that is life and sometimes with excitement comes disappointment.
Despite the possibility of another traumatic birth and a really, really miserable pregnancy — I have finally come around to the idea of another child. And though this last pregnancy was not viable, my excitement, though short-lived, was genuine. So I consider this a big win.