scotty

Today, I would have been 22 weeks pregnant. We would have known the sex of our bub by now. We would have finished decorating the nursery. I would have been showing. We would be more than halfway there.

Sadly, I only got to the 7 week mark.

The nursery is still completely empty. And 3 months on from my surgery, so is my uterus.

It's breaking my heart.

I just want to be back to that point. I just want to start where we left off.

Instead, negative pregnancy test after negative pregnancy test each month, is crushing my soul.

I know there is a bigger plan, and I know things happen for a reason. It's just really hard sometimes to see that plan, or realise what that reason is...