I really have a great life...charmed you might say. It wasn't always that way, and it probably won't always be that way. But, for now, I can't imagine life being any better. So, when I figured out a potentially sad thing yesterday, I was fine, and still am. For the first time in 6 pregnancies (yes, six) I had a miscarriage. I was only 6 weeks along, so there really was no attachment yet. I also don't have a problem with natural physical processes or things like death.
It's funny, I always thought that I would be fine with a miscarriage, but knew that I couldn't know for sure unless it happened. Now I know, I really am fine. Let's face it, six pregnancies...it should have happened long ago. The odds were not in my favor.
So, life is still great. We are still happy. No worries.
4 years ago
