Exhale

Today I would be 19 weeks pregnant, if I hadn't miscarried.  But I'm honestly OK, now.

I just realized that pregnancy announcements don't feel like a knife through my heart.  I was able to read of a bloggy-buddy getting to see her little one's heartbeat, and I felt pure joy for her!  There was no jealousy or envy or any other negative emotion, just happiness for her and her husband.  I'm also no longer envious of the people that are due around when I was due.

I am completely happy with what I have and want nothing more*! :-)

*I reserve the right to change my mind on this matter. Of course I am only human.

Today I'm thankful

Today, I'm thankful.  My husband is gone, but he's only a state away.  My husband was away for a small part of my pregnancy, but he was there for the birth.  My husband is active duty military, but he is safe.

This poor woman isn't as lucky as I am.  Her husband was in Afghanistan.  Her husband wasn't there for the birth of his daughter, nor did he ever get to meet her.  Her husband is dead, he died serving his country.

My heart breaks for her.  I will definitely hold my husband tighter when I get to see him tonight.