Everything means something, although I thought I was wise enough to know better than to believe that bunch of hoo-hah. But what if I stand next to the microwave while I wait for popcorn? Two-headed baby?!
I've been remarkably calm for the last few days, although I attribute that to exhaustion and fatigue. Falling asleep at 7 p.m. means less time during the 24 hour day available for freak-outs. I can't seem to keep my eyes open past Oprah nowadays.
Miscarriage has been in the back of my mind since conception, and I admit I look up the occasional factoid online. Today's little nugget of knowledge:
A woman who has one miscarriage has the same chances of a healthy pregnancy as a woman who has had no miscarriages.
Good nugget.
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