It has been a very difficult 10 days. I apologize for my sudden absence. And, I have to keep this post to a minimum right now, just because I'm not in an emotional state to really elaborate.
But I do want to write about this, even though I know its not an easy or fun topic. Above all, this blog is my journal, my outlet, and my memories. In 15 years, I want those memories to include the good times and the challenging ones. Plus, I think this baby deserves her story...
I don't think it has been a big secret that Morgan and I have wanted to expand our family. Well, we had been trying for awhile and were successful in July.
We were over the moon excited.
At 6 weeks 3 days, Morgan and I went into the doctor for an early ultrasound. We were expecting to see a baby with a heartbeat to confirm the pregnancy. Instead, we were crushed.
We saw a gestational sac and absolutely nothing else. The doctor told us not to totally lose hope yet and scheduled another ultrasound for two days later. Sadly, that ultrasound at 6 weeks 5 days showed no change. Nothing. No baby. No heartbeat.
Devastation doesn't quite sum up the feeling Morgan and I felt.
I think that's all I can muster for now. I do want to take this opportunity to thank those of you that knew what was happening and have supported Morgan and I over the last two weeks. Your thoughts and prayers meant more than you will ever know.
I know this just wasn't God's timing. And now, I know, we all have an angel watching over us.