It's been almost 2 months since I lost my baby. Sure doesn't feel that long ago.
For the 1st month I cried every single day. I cried for so many reasons. I cried b/c I wanted this baby so badly. I cried b/c I had to face people. I cried b/c I didn't know what else to do.
Now, my tears are not so often. However, not a day goes by that I don't think of baby Sam. Sam, that's what we call our baby. We weren't sure if we had a boy or a girl & Sam just fit.
Remember Hannah? She prayed that God would open her womb, he did. She named her son Samuel. How fitting.
Tonight was hard. I don't know why. I never know why. Some days are just harder than others. Today was one of those days.
I heard from my RE (fertiltiy Doc) today. All my labs came back negative. That's a good thing. The next step is surgery. It's a 2 part surgery.