
The Miscarriage
Well, it has been a surreal few hours. I called Martin at work last night to tell him I really felt like going out for dinner.
We’re trying really hard to save money for a holiday, so he was hard to convince, but I got there in the end. I ran down in to town to see if I could find anything whatsoever that had the word “dad” in it – you know, “world’s greatest dad”, “no.1 dad” type fathers day gifts. I eventually found a dodgy looking mug and coaster set with “dad’s house rules” written on it. I bought it and a slab of chocolate (for the shock!) and on my return home, wrapped my first pregnancy test in a plastic bag and wrapped the lot up. I met Martin at the restaurant a little while later and told him I’d bought him a present. He opened it and his first response was “is this what I think it is!” I welled up with tears and said “yes – the doctor needs to wait for the tests to come back, but thinks I’m potentially up to 8 weeks already!”
My name is Luschka. I am 29 years old, married for 4 years. Today I found out that I am pregnant. I always wondered how it would feel. I always wondered if I’d know before the test showed it. I always wondered how I would tell my husband. I guess by the time I go to bed tonight, I’ll know.
One of our New Years Resolutions this year is to explore London as much as we can and to do it as cheaply as we can.
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