As time goes by, the irrational thoughts creep in. Wait a minute, maybe everything is fine! Hey I thought I felt a flutter?!? I guess still having pg boobs does not help matters. Even have the occasional bout of nausia.
And then I ground myself. Hellooo... Remember the big empty black hole of a gestational sack!
And the black hole of miscarriage swallows me up again.
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