It was November and I remember it was a Wednesday. My husband was working out of town.
I had woken up with the craziest dream about having twin girls.
We had named them Bella and Kara. Not names I would have normally picked but hey, dreams are weird sometimes.
I had my iui days earlier and wasn’t supposed to take a pregnancy test for a few days, but by Thursday I couldn’t wait anymore.
I took a test and it was positive. I was solo excited! I spent the whole day trying to figure out some cute way to tell my husband that it had finally worked.
I couldn’t wait for Perrin to get back into town so I could tell him.
Then, Friday morning I woke up with cramping and bleeding. I panicked and went into the doctor. She confirmed that I was having another miscarriage.