Not a Good Day

Today has not been a good day, little one. Last night, before bed, I was not feeling very good. I went to the washroom, and noticed a little blood. I got very scared. Thankfully, I had a doctor's appointment today. My doctor is also concerned, and we are very fearful that you are either ectopic or that I am miscarrying you. If I do, I want you to know how much I love you even though I've never met you. I'm so sad that our days could be numbered... it doesn't seem fair. I am trying to be optimistic, but today it's been very difficult. I wanted to meet you so badly. Stay strong, little one. I am still praying that one day I will meet you.