Miscarriage and Pregnancy Loss Support
(There's really no point to this post, feel free to overlook.)
The husband and I went to Wal-Mart last night. It was his payday so we went out ot get our necessities, and as we all know, when you're hurting and desperate for a baby... they're everywhere. They're in carseats, or making a mother's belly nice and round.
We meandered over to customer service to load money on our Visa, and all three (it was fairly late at night) of the women in line were heavily pregnant... and I couldn't do it. I zipped out of the line, left my poor husband there to deal with customer service, and ran to the bathroom... where I hyperventilated in the attempt to keep from bawling.
I've been doing remarkably well. I can usually just glance past expectant mothers and wailing babies... but last night, I just couldn't. I had a relapse in grief.