So far, so good

No major meltdowns. We're getting back to normal here following our travels and my head cold. Not so much following the miscarriage. We're taking it one day at a time. And not really talking much about it.

Last Saturday I visited with my family. Once again, huge relief that they all knew and I didn't have to go around explaining much of anything. T offered to be my surrogate. M gave us a card that made M tear up a little. And Mom just gave us extra hugs.

I realized today that I thought my peeing-on-a-stick days were over for a while. But now I've got to get some more. Uggghhh.

Plus, I have some dandy questions for my doc when I see him in a few weeks. Like "can you please test my blood for Rh antibodies?" and "while you're at it, can you please order a blood test for my hub?" and "how soon are you going to want to see me if/when I get pregnant again?"

Mostly, I'm still tired. Unbelievably so. It's such an accomplishment just to be keeping pace with feeding dogs, doing dishes, making dinner, and keeping up with the laundry. Nevermind that my house is in disarray and in terrible need of a good scrub, and that suitcases and other such travel paraphernalia are still lying about.

So far, no reportable emotional episodes. (That's a good thing.) Mostly just the realization that I'm 32. I have a great life. I have a fantastic husband and a wonderful family. And I've just had a miscarriage. Followed by a D&E, some cramping, some weakness - but I've pretty blessed healthwise overall.

~Nichole