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August 7th, 2009 in (Three cheers for the girlfriends)

I am very full of emotion today to leave the place in Santa of origin Corsican and living in Nice, teacher in nursery school and mom of a small 13-month-old boy.
She delivers us in very simplicity today the painful personal experience which she has just lived.

On Monday, July 6th 17hoo: I iron the film of these last hours. Holiday had begun well:
A weekend in thalasso with my twin sister, they try every an a year of make a small trip both, just to meet because far the is lived separates sea. The preparation of a trip in Norway some days later with husband and child this time and last but not least a positive test of pregnancy! After some trial months and a big desire to give a small brother or (and preferably) a small sister to our small 13-month-old boy, it was therefore a very good news!
Strong in my first experience (and of about 19 kg who accompanied her), I immediately took very good resolutions: eat fruits, drink some water (and therefore forget the light coca extract and the ros ), walk in the water, swim
Good resolutions, cheerful perspectives, a weekend of care everything went for the best up to the discovery of some drops of blood to my vest, which became abundant and in spite of hope and requests, that did not leave any more a lot puts in doubts. Back at home, appointment to the gyn co and ultrasound scan confirmed my fears: I had had a miscarriage
The verdict falls, weighing sad I see nothing, there is not pregnancy anymore , then you must have a rest 10 days, I disadvise to you strongly to travel In some seconds and two sentences, everything collapses

On Thursday, July 9th 9 h 00: I am still in my bed, I hear my baby to shout (he shouts always, when he is happy, happy, angered, cheerful in short, it is enough to get used to it), I hear my man to slam the door, I know that he comes back from the bakery and that in some seconds they will come back into the room with crescents. I know it because it has been in the three mornings since it is just like that, since the announcement of the bad news For the first time since, I get up with smile I am impatient to see the heads I am happy to have prepared the bag of beach yesterday, just like that, it will be quickly possible to take off I look out the window, the time is finally superb, that's good luck that they stay here, they use the beach; Norway, it will be for later in week barely, we succeeded in bringing tickets forward, insurance took care of all expenses for two days, we reserve hotels and draw our route before this, I had had no motivation to make it, a premonition perhaps. I am delighted to leave for the first time abroad every three As I am not pregnant any more, I go to d chainer me in walkings, bike etc I will economise no effort and then drinks that they are going to guzzle down, in the evening, when the baby will be lying They drink what besides in Norway? not sure of finding some pastis
I rethink in my yesterday telephone conversation in the evening with my girlfriend L a. She is once again pregnant, three months barely after her miscarriage, she said to me that she had, on the contrary of the trouble to live her pregnancy serenely Both, we had a miscarriage in 5 weeks at the risk of amenorrhea. I had discovered the pregnancy only 4 days before and still, if I had not made it test-day I would have never known it I tell myself that it is nature, that they cannot there anything and that finally the hardest for me will be to wait two months before re-trying, it is the gynaecologist who recommended it to me. I tell myself that I have to use my baby, my nice husband who supports me so well and as I am lucky to have them.
I tell myself that the time is really splendid and that they have interest in arriving quickly with crescents

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