I had only met my husband two months before I got pregnant. We really didnt know eachother well but we knew we wanted to get married. I had started my period and noticed it wasnt right so I took a pregnancy test and it said I was pregnant. I miscarried the week I found out I was pregnant. There isnt much more to tell because not much went on. I shut myself off from the world for a few months and quit my job. I then moved to a new city and returned to work and 6 months later married my husband.
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