A Bad Bad week...

On Monday we were all excited to go for our first ultrasound. The kids were excited and couldn't Wait for us to get home and share pictures. When we got in there they couldn't find the heart beat and the baby was measuring very small. It turns out the baby had died the week before. Instead of getting to go home and share happy news with my other babies, I had to find a way to tell them the baby wasn't coming. I had a DNC on Wed and have spent the rest of this week in hiding. I am back at work today but am doing precious little. I'm just not all here, ya' know.
I've heard" your young.. you can try again" to many stinkin times and I am so tierd of hearing it. I know I am young, I know we can have more. I wanted this one. If Jason and I were to make a thousand babies, I would want all thousand.
While they were in for the DNC they discovered I had a raging bladder infection... After I got home I got a letter calling me to jury duty... Yesterday I had a Stye pop up on my eye... Its really awesome being me this week.

On the bright side, if there is one this week. I have a wonderful family and fabulous friends and an awesome church family. MY sweet sis-in-law sent me flowers and they brightened my day ( she put Patricks name on it too, but I know my little brother :) ) Work brought flowers and food and were wonderful. My relief society president brought food and a wonderful smile to my home. People are so good, sometimes it takes something like this to remember that.

I'll try to be more cheerful soon. I am just in a bitter mood today. :)