Digital BFN this morning. I knew it was coming and I still feel like all of the oxygen has gone out of our house.
I don't know where to put the pain. Normally, I could crawl under the covers for a couple of days until the worst of it passed, but Elliot and I are home on Snow Day #2 and he doesn't accept less than 100% of me, nor would it be fair to ask him to. There are many things that are easier about TTC #2. This is not one of them.
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Oh K, I'm so sorry.
Allow yourself to grieve this. There are no pain olympics here, you suffered a loss and you are allowed to be hurt and sad. I'm sending you good thoughts and hope for a full-ute in the near future.
I wish I could FedEx a big warm hug to you, K. This fucking blows. I'm sorry...
I hope this snow day brings you and M some close snuggles with E.
Thinking of you today...
I wish I had the right words for you; that I could take the hurting away. For this not to be is such an awful loss and leaves you in such a hard place. I'm so sorry, my friend. It shouldn't have to be this hard.
i know there are no words of comfort right now. just sending you love ((()))
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