I made it.
I am past the point in the last pregnancy when I miscarried.
I have made it to 11 weeks.
I spent all day yesterday obsessively checking my underwear over and over and over again.
When I woke up this morning, I checked again. And again.
My boobs are still killing me, no morning sickness, but a feeling of ickiness remains. The hunger remains.
Today I am pregnant.
I am starting to believe I will be pregnant tomorrow too. And next week, and next month, and the month after that.
I am starting to believe again that I will see my precious little baby by November.
I am crying writing this because I feel like I can breathe! I've almost made it to the second trimester!!!!!!
GOD IS GOOD!