Today marks one week since the definite news that we wouldn't be having a baby this time around.
I feel so much better, generally speaking, each day that goes by. I have moments, every day, that are difficult. Either a wave of sadness, or a shooting stab of anxiety for no apparent reason, or a short-tempered moment where I yell at a child before I realize that I'm doing it. So, weird moments like that, but not whole days of misery. Lots of smiles, hugs, and falling again on God's grace and mercy. Right now, I'm marveling that I feel as good as I do. I'm thankful for any relatively normal days, even if there will still be difficult days ahead.
I did start bleeding a bit last night. And feeling about as miserable as I do as I start any period. Today, a little more... so I don't think it will be long now. Once again, I'm relieved to see an end to the waiting in sight.
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