I'm an emotional wreck.
Seriously, I'm a mess.
All I can say is that it began with joy, love and celebration.
Could I be dreaming? Am I really expecting once again? Could this be true after so many years of trying? If so, it's a miracle!
A home pregnancy test confirmed positive. Mr. O and the boys were excited to hear the good news, and J.P said he'd be the best big brother in the whole world.
And for six weeks, we basked in the happiness and excitement.
Then the unthinkable happened.
I was spotting for more than three days; each day I was praying and hoping that everything would be fine.
But last Monday, all my hopes and dreams were shattered.
Honestly, I never knew I'd feel this way, I'm stunned.
And my heart aches.