Out of my 3 miscarriages this last one was the worst. I didn't have to have a DNC like I did the first 2 times. i miscarried at home in my bathroom, and i just can't seem to get over it. i'm really sad all of the time. And the second due date just passed on the 28th. i also found out that one of my friends in college had a baby on that day. I feel like I should be happy for her, but i can't help but feel like why her and not me. I mean what makes her so different than me? I'm so frusterated. is it normal to feel this way? i feel so lost and fear I am getting depressed. There is nothing I want more in the entire world than to be a mom. I pray and pray and pray. I feel like God doesn't hear me. I guess i'm venting, and I could have made this into a journal, but I really feel like I need support. I know i will never fully be over this, but how long will it take for me to be at least normal? i've thought about adoption but we don't have 40,000 dollars laying around, we make good money, but don't feel at this time adoption would really be an option. I am so tired of being sad, and not knowing. Some days I don't know if I can go on. Thats 3 babies I will never get to hold or kiss...3. Ugghh. If anyone has advice or success stories after miscarriages i would appreciate it.
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