I found out I was pregnant last week. I was so happy. I thought, finally something you could never give me, something I always wanted. I had one week of excitement. One week of thinking this was how I move on but it wasn’t meant to be – at least not this time. I miscarried 1 week after learning I was pregnant. I still can’t believe it. The devastation, the loneliness, the embarrassment, the shame is too much to bare.

There will be another pregnancy down the road I’m sure. For now all I can do it breathe.