Super Sad

I had done so well for the past week in dealing with my miscarriage but I should have known it was bound to happen. I've been getting more and more depressed as the days go by. I see bloggie friends with the same due date as myself and think that should be me blogging about my pregnancy symptoms and posting pictures of my little sprout. I thought work would provide a distraction but it's only made me feel more sad. I just want to stay in bed all day but instead I have to drag myself to work and put up with all kinds of crap that I could care less about because I'm quitting in 5 weeks anyway. My family means well but they've been saying all the wrong things lately like "You know you're more fertile after a miscarriage" and "At least you know you can get pregnant". Sorry but a miscarriage doesn't miraculously make my husband's sperm count go up. And we're not supposed to have sex for two weeks anyway. Hopefully my depression won't last too long and I'll be able to return to a normal routine and even try to get some exercise and lose weight. But for now I don't feel like doing much of anything.

Brandon's boat was kind enough to send us a beautiful bouquet of flowers. They even let him have off for 5 days without charging his leave which is practically unheard of in the military. As for me, I had no leave left because I used it all up for the IVF treatment so I had to take unpaid time off last week. I didn't qualify for bereavement leave or short term disability or anything. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't pissed about that. You'd think they would cut me some slack or something. Oh well. Hopefully I'll get a better job in Connecticut.