In a few days it'll be my birthday, this year I turn 27. For lots of people birthdays are a celebration, for me it's not so much.
A month before my 22nd birthday I found out I was pregnant. I was thrilled, ecstatic and a little bit nervous. I couldn't wait for the journey ahead.
We had some bleeding early on but an early scan showed this adorable fuzzy shaped baby with a strong heartbeat.
Everything became real, peanut was there, growing inside me.
That time was to be short lived though when a few days before my birthday the bleeding returned.
Another scan showed silence, at that moment I was told there was no heartbeat.
No words can describe the feelings that run through you when those words are said. I was sent home.
On the day of my 22nd birthday a indescribable pain both physical and emotional filled my body and heart. Peanut had gone. The emotional pain is still unforgotten.
Miscarriage is not a taboo, it's real it happens.
Don't be afraid to talk about it!
I have gone on to have 2 successful pregnancies and have 2 healthy boys who are my world but there is also a star that is unforgotten.
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