On a personal note...

Miscarriage. I have found forums on Babycenter and The Bump, when you google "I think I had a miscarriage" articles from 2007 pop up as if they were written yesterday, and very few of my friends have ever had one (or at least they haven't told me) so its nearly impossible to commiserate with someone about how you are feeling or not feeling when this happens. So it's out there, I had a miscarriage. I never, never thought that was in the stars for us but then again no one probably ever does. My pregnancy was going along pretty normal, morning sickness, sore boobs, tired...and then on a Thursday I woke up feeling totally normal, like I wasn't even pregnant. I chalked this euphoric feeling up to the fact that I drank a s%#* ton of water the day before. Mid-day Friday at school I went to the bathroom only to find some brown on the toilet paper. Still not totally concerned, I taught the rest of the day but called my OB up to get their thoughts as I drove home.
My doc said it was still too early on to know what was happening to me, it could go either way, warning of miscarriage or just old blood. By Saturday night I was pretty sure what way it was going and by Sunday morning I knew exactly which direction my body was heading.
My head had already planned on having a baby, my husband and I had started mentally to move furniture, switch bedrooms around, and finish our basement. Suddenly that all came to a screeching halt.
It's been a little over two months and I've started to not hate all the pregnant women around me (and believe me, it's A LOT)...I even gave some maternity cloths to a pregnant co-worker. Surprisingly that was easier than I thought it would be and it was fun to look at my old cloths. It made me realize that I'll need some new ones if we decide to have another baby :).
I'm thinking positive and looking forward to a wonderful future. Of course my son's smile was and is always helpful in this recovery process. I'm feeling great and enjoying my beautiful, full, stressful life as a full time working mom.
As a great friend once said, "We are what we are," and I add no more and no less. I'm content.
Here's a smile to help you too!