Once upon a time, the day before our anniversary, Tim and I were excited to learn that a little baby was growing inside of me. Yes, we took a test and the screen said "Pregnant." I then miscarried a handful of days later, at 5 weeks and 3 days. There was shock, healing, and grieving. We're both doing much better. Now I'd like to take some time to share some things.
* This is not going on Facebook. Why? There's no need to announce this to the world, especially since many of them are more acquaintances or old high school friends. [Please keep this off Facebook and gossip conversations as well]
* We are not looking for pity, only understanding. I feel that maybe it's better that some people are simply aware. Please keep being yourself with us.
* We're grateful for the Plan of Salvation and we know that everything will work out for our good. There's some reason that this happened. We have a strong testimony and understanding and are comforted by this.
* When are we going to try again? This is personal and last I checked the people involved in this already know. We will let you know when we have a pregnancy that lasts.
* I like the way Mommy Blake put it: our baby died and what we've been going through is just like losing someone else in the family.
I was shocked to learn that miscarriage is very common for first pregnancies, miscarrying that early is commonly due to chromosomal abnormalities, and 20-25% of women have a miscarriage. Many women decide to keep this personal so I would've never guessed. I'm sharing because I feel that now that I've had time to heal, keeping this a deep secret is only hurting more. As said before, we're doing better now and look forward to the day that we can have a healthy baby.

