I wasn’t sick, I was pregnant.
Please don’t mind the bag, I had to find something to put it in for now.
I consider myself a pretty healthy person. I exercise regularly, eat healthy, and am working on my mental health. I also have Endometriosis. I’ve struggled with infertility since I was 16. I have one fallopian tube left. So feeling healthy and being healthy are two totally different things. I stopped having surgery over 6 years ago because I was tired of the yearly surgeries and complications. So I’ve been on a “let my body do its job” path since then. So fast forward to now. I am not on birth control because I don’t like how it affects my body so I just keep an eye. I noticed about a month ago I was having pain on the side with my remaining tube but just told my fiancé to keep an eye on me. Three days ago I came down with what I thought was a cold and some slight cramps. Along with slight spotting. I never spot so I thought this was not like me. I had mentioned it to my mom yesterday, that I might test if my period doesn’t come. Last night, the fiance and I were partaking in bed time festivities. After, we noticed I was bleeding a ton! I looked down and that’s when I saw our baby. I was in complete shock.
Today I woke up feeling slightly depressed, all the questions are going through my head. I had to stop and remind myself that it was okay. My way of thinking of losing a baby is they are angels not meant for this world. Too pure that the higher being needed them. I am hurt but I know that my time will come. Rest is the most important thing for myself right now and I need to make that priority. I am a little disappointed because I was halfway through a fitness challenge I was pushing myself really hard on. But I know I can return to it once I heal and finish what I started. I’m sharing this to give an inside POV of what it’s like to live with endometriosis and what it’s like having a miscarriage. It’s traumatic, raw, and one of the hardest things I have to endure in life. One thing I do know though after years of experience is, I can make it through this and my day will come to be an amazing parent. It’s just not the right time yet. And that’s perfectly okay. I have more time to plan and work on myself. Things a lot of parents don’t get. As far as my Endometriosis, it is a daily battle. I have been feeling better this year but it has been a rollercoaster. I wouldn’t wish Endo on my worst enemy for what it has taken from me. I hope and pray for a cure or treatment that works. Until then I will keep trying to live my best life despite the cards I have been dealt.















































































































God bless you and I’m so sorry you went through all of that. 💔