“There’s no heartbeat.”

Hearing those words made me feel as if someone punched me in the stomach and I didn’t know how I was ever going to stand up straight again.

This primal, animalistic wail that came out of me. It was a sound so freight, that I couldn’t even recognize it as something that came from my own body.

And then, the aftermath.

How was I ever going to be able to trust my body again?

How could I take comfort from seeing two pink lines on a pregnancy test, knowing that it could be taken away in an instant?

How was I going to get beyond this soul-crushing grief? Would I ever smile again?

“There’s no heartbeat” just changes you.

➡️How did it change you?