The Wait...

All I can do is lay in bed and cry. I keep seeing an empty sac where my baby should have been, and the words of the technician keep playing in my head over and over again, "I'm just not seeing anything. This doesn't look like a good pregnancy. I'm so sorry."

I'm trying really hard to pray that everything will be okay, but deep inside I'm too angry to pray. Why had God allowed this to happen? Why had He allowed me to get pregnant if He wasn't going to let me carry this child to term? What is the purpose of all this?

My friends and family have tried to offer us words of encouragement and hope, but no words can comfort my broken heart.

Each day feels like an eternity!