Thank you, very sincerely, to everyone who has shown support and concern for us the past few days. The surgery went well (if that's possible) and I'm feeling much better today. I would probably be doing more if I could get away with it, but I have Brian watching me very carefully :) I would also like to mention that Brian is a very caring, loyal, supportive husband who has really stepped up to the plate and taken care of things when I wasn't up to it.

Miscarriages are awkward and difficult-most people don't know what to say. I'm used to that and it doesn't bother me anymore. It is a very sad event for us, but on the other hand we feel a certain relief--we don't have the money, space, time or energy for another baby right now. So lots of mixed feelings. The pregnancy was a bit ugly. I was totally overwhelmed with fatigue (my doctor thinks I may be anemic) and seriously intense cravings. And an enormous appetite, which explains why I would eat platefuls (or is that plates full?) of food at Jen's house. We knew something was wrong with me when I came home from running errands one day, many weeks ago, and started furiously making beef taquitos. I started a list of other cravings I had. I thought this list would get long....but I guess short pregnancy=short list.

Beef taquitos
Tuna salad sandwich
Half jar of pickles
Gobstoppers (craved, not eaten)
Seven Layer Dip-ate the whole things myself, got severe heartburn
Poop Under a Cloud on the Ground-a delicious dessert my mom made involving graham cracker crust, chocolate pudding, and whipped cream.
Pasta pasta pasta-Olive Garden style
Papa John's pizza
Guacamole Bacon Six Dollar burger from Carl's Jr (craved, not eaten. What was I thinking?)

So....this week we'll try to move forward and maybe figure out what is to be learned from this bizarre, short, terribly sad little incident.

Comments

Unknown said…
So sorry to hear that. Please holler if you need anything. I've been there before.
October 7, 2008 at 10:47 PM
mrswade said…
There's always a bigger picture. Don't we wish we had access to it?
October 8, 2008 at 12:57 PM
Unknown said…
Thanks again for the support, ladies-and what IS that bigger picture?! No one ever tells me.
October 11, 2008 at 6:24 PM
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