Well, I was wrong in my last post. I was indeed pregnant after all. I feel very foolish. Early this morning I miscarried.
It was bad. I’d forgotten (which is probably a good thing…) just how physically painful miscarriage is. Even the “chemical” miscarriages, a/k/a early losses.
I’m kind of stunned and in a weird place right now. The fact that Jake and I got pregnant at all without intervention is pretty amazing. But, still. The ending doesn’t feel as incredible as the knowledge that we actually conceived.
Maybe I’ll write more about it later. For now, I took a sick day from work and am staying in bed to ride this thing out.
Could be that we’re both just in shock.