After my second trip to the ER this week....I finally have confirmation that I am going through the last stages of a miscarriage. The last week and a half has been a complete whirlwind...I found out I was pregnant on the 21st, then immediately started bleeding the next day. I came down with such severe back pain two days ago that it sent me to the ER. And then this morning, I was right back in the hospital after bleeding rather heavily. This whole experience has made me think about a lot of things. I didn't really think that I was ready to have a child, and am thankful that I was not forced to make that decision. But at the same time, I am a little sad about the whole experience. It was something that was created out of love, and represented both me and my boyfriend. For those reasons, it was something special, and I guess it kind of makes me sad in the sense that it doesn't exist anymore. But it is for the better, considering the relationship is still fairly young (less than 6 months). Hopefully this experience will bring us closer and gives us some time to grow so that maybe the next time this happens, it is maybe planned and we may actually both be ready for it.
