Life.

Life's slapped me something but good the last couple of months.

Delightfully, my husband & I found out we were pregnant (the 2nd time this year) in April. Things felt a bit "off" as far as "growing pains" from it, but I was assured by my doctor & his nursing staff, all was "normal" & "No, we won't need to see you until you reach the 3 month marker." Nevertheless, things weren't right. I won't get into all of the specifics, because I don't think it's appropriate, but, we lost the baby.

I carried it's remains inside of me for 3 weeks before the doctor decided to do something about it. (Thankfully I FINALLY got to see a doctor who was going to DO something!!). I had a D&C & found that if I'd waited even another day that I likely would've hemorrhaged & would've had to have had emergency surgery.

Our hearts still remain tender. Our second loss this year. We grew together, yet at times, pushed each other away.

Thankfully, we're pulling each other closer again. I cannot bear the thought of losing my husband. He is my knight, my encourager, he's my heartbeat....

As horrible as our losses have been, I think we have become more strong, more aware of each other & have shared our truest selves to one another. I'm unsure if it would've happened otherwise.

I knew I loved my husband before, I knew he is the ONE I've waited for. I know now that I wholly love my husband, and I'm going to do my darnedest to never take the fact that he is the ONE for me for granted again.

Life.