Baby #2

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That moment when you do the most romantic thing in the world - pee on a stick -- and it magically tells you that you can be the happiest woman in the world. you take pictures of your magic stick in different settings and lights. you take pictures of the beautiful sunny day that you want to remember and share with your baby someday - the day you found out your baby was coming. you take pictures of yourself buying your prenatal vitamins because it's all worth remembering and treasuring -- you know that because you know what it is to lose it all. You tell him again that he's going to be a daddy. You smile together because this time it'll be alright and we've got so much to plan. You tell your family because you've all waited so long for this. You tell your doctor and set up your appointments.
A few days later you know it's over. All over except for the bleeding and the crying, the canceling appointments, putting all your plans and hopes away. Pieces of yourself breaking off and shattering, never to be whole again - even less of you left than last time. 
Everyone knows it's a common story even though no one tells it. No one tells what it feels like to sit on the toilet wiping your baby, your life away...