The End

It's been almost a month since I first broke the news of the blighted ovum and almost two months since I first got the positive pregnancy test.

This past weekend I had a miscarriage. We knew it was coming so it wasn't a big shock. Being perfectly honest, I was ready for this to be over. Even though it took longer than I would have liked I'm glad I did it this way. I would have hated it if I had to wonder if this pregnancy would have developed into a viable one. At least now I have no questions and that gives me a lot of closure.

There isn't a lot more to say here. Now we move forward. I'll take care of the children I already have and keep busy with the business of getting this house market-ready. Ugh.


In keeping with custom, Punk and I exchange pictures over the Internet on our bad days. Since clearly this was a very bad day she sent me many many pictures of Robert Pattinson and Kristen Stewart. And then we found one of our hottie Quarterback, Trent Edwards, during his college years. He may have been smart enough to go to Stanford but he made some seriously bad hair decisions. It's a copyrighted photo, so if you care to mock it like we did, (I'm ashamed to admit it, but we did) you have to click the link.

I've really appreciated everyone's support through this. There has been a huge difference in dealing with this since I shared it with you and going it alone. It's been so comforting to know that I'm not alone. All silliness aside, thank you. I really mean that.