I found out I was pregnant a little while ago. I didn’t want to say anything, and because it was so high-risk we only told a few people. Not even our families, though both have been pretty useless.
I was due on the same date as WFI. Christmas fucking Day.
I didn’t have many symptoms, and those I did have (namely sore breasts) reduced a few days ago. I cyclogested myself, but I was scared.
I started spotting last night.
It got much heavier this morning.
I think I can safely say it’s over. That I lost another baby.
I am broken. Of heart, and of mind.