I started to have complications with my pregnancy on December 15th, and it was pretty much downhill from there.
The evening of Christmas Eve, I miscarried our baby. Needless to say, Christmas was not how we expected it to be.
People keep asking me how I'm doing. And I have to go through everything of what happened again. That's not an easy task. I guess I just fully understand why some people wait until the second trimester to tell people the good news.
I'm doing ok. I really am. I am for sure doing way better than I ever thought I would when I thought about it happening to me. And I believe that our rough 2 weeks of complications was God's way of preparing my heart. And He is carrying me through everything.
And, as hard as it is, I believe it was the Lord's will for us to miscarry. Greg and I did a lot of talking afterwards, and it seems as though God was preparing us for the miscarriage from the day we found out we were pregnant.
I went out and bought an angel ornament for our Christmas tree. Also, I'm working on a song about everything too. Maybe one day I'll post it on here.
Here's the ornament...
I know the Lord will bless us with another child when He sees fit, and so we're just waiting until then.