Two pink lines.
Surprised, cry, hyperventilate, quickly beg "dear God, let me keep this one".
Buy stuffed bunny & My Dad Loves Me book.
Happy.
Daydream & plan our future together as a family of three.
Labwork. Phone call from Dr. Z, low progesterone, draw more blood.
Phone call, further decreased progesterone.
Terrified.
Cramping, bleeding, back pain, tissue & blood clots.
Sonogram, "no longer any evidence of a viable pregnancy".
Numb.
Broken.
Again.
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