I am writing today about some bad news. I have been struggling with the decision to share or not...... I hope that writing a little bit will promote some healing. Recently Adam and I were blessed to find out that we were expecting. I was so excited! Finally after 15 long months it happened. Right as soon as I got off work I rushed to Adam's work so I could tell him the wonderful news. I bought the cutest little t shirt and wrapped it up and then gave it to him. It was such a happy and sweet moment when he put to and to together. Needless to say we were overjoyed. I started going to the doctor to make sure my pregnancy hormones were doing what they were supposed to do. We found that they seemed to be a bit sluggish but still rising ( within range) so things were going well. They were concerned that the pregnancy may not go well but we were determined to keep things positive. On Thanksgiving day I was 6 weeks along. That night I started feeling pain on my right side and we decided to go the the ER just to make sure everything was ok. I ended up having to stay overnight and into the next day. I was diagnosed with an ectopic pregnancy and shortly after started to miscarry. The whole experience has been one of the most painful things I have ever gone through both physically and emotionally. Due to some of the medication I had to take we have to wait up to 6 months before we can try again to conceive. 6 months seems like an eternity and I am hoping we don't have to wait the whole time. I am coming to accept Heavenly Father's will although it is extremely difficult. I have been touched by all of the love and support that I have received. My husband has been my rock and I am so thankful for him. Having a m/c was one of my worst fears but I survived and I hope I am learning whatever lesson I am supposed to. I hope with time that my heart will heal and I hope Adam and I will be able to have a little family of our own some day.