Holidays are hard
Just when you think you’ve figured out the grieving process, something else happens and it throws you for a loop. We had been trying to get pregnant for nearly two years, so it shouldn’t be a surprise that I knew quickly when we were pregnant. In fact, I knew two days before my missed period. Partially due to my lack of restraint when it came to taking pregnancy tests, because of how eager I was to just see a second pink line, and because that weird pain in my boob was weird. After all of that waiting, the second you see that faint line, you imagine your entire future in a moments time. It’s an incredible, warm, overwhelming feeling. It's beautiful. The moment I found myself gripping both my counter and my shower in pain, I started seeing a different future. I was scared. Most of my grief has been...