miscarriage...or it was a "chemical pregnancy" the only thing that has helped me get through it is by writing about it. So here is a poem I wrote...Me and my husband weren't trying...and I was on BC but, the more I get to thinking about it, the more sad I get. I always wanted three kids...and I was starting to get really excited...especially when I saw the positive line...but, maybe one day my husband will tell me to get off BC pills and we can start trying. Don't think it will happen...but, there's always a chance for a man to change his mind, right?
The Loss Of Something That Was Never There
How can you miss
Something that was never yours?
How much bliss
Are you missing out on with unopened doors?
The hope and certainty
Surrounding something that was never present
Could have turned out so perfectly.
Now I feel like I need an antidepressant
Although there is no real reason why
I just have to say my goodbyes
To a nameless being
Although I really want to go about disagreeing
Part of me wants to believe
That everything happens for a reason
But now I must be able to grieve
For this was not my season.
It hurts to realize that others
Have gone through this exact thing
Soon to be mothers
Who have nothing to bring
Maybe soon we will try again
For our hopes are not gone
Now I must say that this pain
Can never be drawn