fell in love with the man of my dreams. got married. moved across the country. got knocked up.
romantic right?
sounds simple enough. but no.
we traded in our beach towels for an endless supply of peaches, got in the car and drove 2200 miles and what felt like 79 hours from san diego to atlanta to pursue a new career for jon.
day 1 in atlanta= positive pregnancy test. holy crap. unplanned. scary. awesome. exciting.
fast forward to 4.4.11. probably the worst day of my life thus far. we lost our precious baby at 8 weeks.
now not only am i in a new place, i know nobody, i'm away from my family, AND i just lost my first baby. talk about crappy and heartbreaking.
ok that was depressing enough. no more of that. doc said wait about 2 months and you can try again. it took losing our "little thumper" to realize....hey, maybe we do want a baby now.
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| r.i.p angel baby. to me, you'll always be our first. can't wait to meet you someday. we love you. |
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