What is normal anyway?

Things are better. Still not amazing, but better. Most of the time, I can function like normal, but I still have moments every now and then, but they are becoming fewer. However, I do have to admit...Sunday wasn't the best. I was fine for most of the day, but I had to tell someone at church about the miscarriage. They hadn't heard, and asked how I was feeling. It was't pretty. I recovered fairly well, but later that day, when I was driving home from Wal-Mart, I just started crying. I was TOTALLY unprepaired for that. There was no obvious reason...I just felt like crying. So I did. And that is the part of this whole thing that I hate. Just when I feel like I am getting better, and that things are going good...BAM! I become a mess. Emotions are just crappy sometimes.

I did go back to see my specialist. He was really great about explaining everything, but still putting a positive light on it all. He asked me several times if I was sure I was ready to go on "tihs emotional roller coaster" again, telling me that he could tell me if my body was ready, but I am the only one who can tell if I am REALLY ready. And ya know what? I think I am. I really do. I know that it's still emotional at times, but we have been trying for over 3 years now. I think I NEED to move on in this way, or else I would dwell on it forever. So, he had the nurse prepare the progestrone shot, and now I am just waiting for the cycle to begin. Actually, it kind of has, and I will most likely be put back on my Femara by Wednesday.

So...that is where we are right now. It's still not completly back to normal, and I have come to terms with the fact that I may never be "normal" again. It's not normal to go through this kind of loss. But, thanks to the support of my family, and friends, along with the grace of God, I am making it. Day by day.

I'll keep you posted. Please keep praying.