***no I am NOT pregnant. scrapped for the february bingo card scrap therapy page***
Great Expectations by Tickled Pink and Megan Turnidge
(Journaling reads)
As we approach the one year mark since dealing with miscarriage #8 in under 3 years, it’s a struggle to accept that I am not pregnant on our own. My body is horribly messed up, but after getting pregnant 5 times in 15 months on our own it’s hard to accept that it is time to go back to the doctor for more help. Fertility drugs make our life miserable. I’m a nasty person on them, super emotional and very moody, and it doesn’t make things easy on Jeremy. But it’s time to go back, because the fear of life without children is worse than the fear of another miscarriage once more. So for now, I’m not pregnant, but hopefully soon we will be once more, and our worst fears won’t happen again. I have to be positive. I have to be hopeful. January 8, 2015
