The only way to say it, it to just say it...

Well, my lapse in posting pregnancy pictures and blogs was definitely a blessing in disguise!

Yesterday, Trey and I went to my 13 week check-up at the birth center. It did not turn out as planned. Long story short: they could not find a heartbeat, so apparently I will be having a miscarriage some time in the next few weeks or month or so.

We are very sad, but we know that this is not altogether uncommon. Thank you so much to everyone that has been praying for us. We feel so much more at peace with the whole situation. God has really blessed us with amazing family and friends who's prayers have covered us and helped us heal.

While I naturally was heartbroken about losing our baby, my next closest fear and anxiety about the whole situation was about having to tell people over and over about it and dealing with never-ending questions and sympathy. I'm sure that sounds strange and unreasonable, and I acknowledge that it really is. Of course people will be concerned and will want to understand. That's what they do when they love and care about you. But I am the type to deal privately with my stronger emotions, and breaking down in front Janice, the 8th grade US History teacher I've spoken to twice in my life, well, that does not appeal to me.

So, I'm telling you this not to say that I don't want to hear from you, as we must be close if you're one of the 5 people that read this, but so that you can spread the word to anyone else who I am less close to or who may not read this. Then I don't have to :)