They wait for the doctor.
The room is so quiet.
The doctor arrives.
Things do not look so good.
The baby does not have a heartbeat.
We will have to do a simple out-patient procedure.
Simple. What is simple about this?
Simple out-patient procedure - really?
Her heart is breaking.
How could this happen?
Did we do something wrong?
Help us God.
Tears of sadness, disappointment, anger.
What if we can never have a baby?
Fear, lack of faith, frustration.
Why did this happen to us?
How will I get through this?
Ironic - take baby steps to get through it,
but no baby.
Do a project.
Flood my mind with thought of other things.
Does not fix the feelings,
but it does distract the mind, the heart.
Pray for strength and understanding.
30% of all pregnancies end in miscarriage.
This does not make me feel any better.
Now, I am a statistic -
a broken, devastated, empty statistic.
Help me God.