Maybe the Fifth Time's the Charm...

Well, I started spotting today. Despite just finishing my period last week. This whole pregnancy is definitely the most bizzare. But I am just hoping for it to be a miscarriage at this point, and not an ectopic, or some kind of crazy molar or something. If any of you out in blogland find this, cross your fingers for me.

So I think we can chalk this up to four miscarriages now. It can't just be bad luck at this point. The first I thought was a fluke, the second was so close to the first I thought it was my fault. Then the third seemed suspicious, but now there's no doubt. I'm broken. I kill my children. I entice them to my uterus, coax them to implant, and then WHAM. My body spits them out like garbage.

Hopefully the specialist was able to find something amiss in my bloodwork. Though I fear that much of it was tainted by this pregnancy, I know that the genetics tests will still be ok. I'm not sure of what to hope for at this point. And I'm beginning to believe that this may not happen for us. I mean, we got pregnant four times since last July, and I still have no children.

In short, this totally sucks. Suckity suck suck sucks.

In other news, the guy we hired to put our fence up has finally arrived, and started. Egad, we may just have a fence before next winter.

I hope your weekend is going better than mine.