The last week has been like a roller coaster for me. I never knew suffering a miscarriage could wreak so much havoc on a woman’s body. Emotions up and emotions down. Laughter and tears. Hunger and nausea. Questions and thankfulness. Sleepiness and restlessness.
My head knows that God is in control and I promise that He is giving me strength to deal with this situation. I am not devastated. I am sad but not overwhelmed. However, my body has not thought this thing out yet.

Would someone please tell my hormones that I am ok? Because they keep trying to freak me out.  My hormones want me to be guilty for moving past this experience.  They tell me that if I go back to work and smile then I am betraying that little bitty baby that I had for 7 weeks.  I know that's not the truth and I keep telling the Devil to stay away from my hormones.  Maybe Week Two will be a little easier and my body can get caught back up with my head. 

I am actually really excited! I am excited that God loves me enough to reveal Himself to me. I am excited to get past this phase and move on to the next phase in my life. I am excited to try again for a baby.

I am also really thankful. Rather than dwelling on what was taken from me, I am focusing on what I have and what I have learned so far. If you don’t mind, I would really like to share some of that with you right now.