Feb. 27 No More.

Its been over a month now.

I have had time to adjust.

She had a miscarriage.

That dream is now just a dream. A brief moment of hopefulness. Than again, it was stressful, awkward, and exciting. The mere thought of getting to hold an infant on my arms, the mere thought of him or her looking at me with those big eyes, and calling me mom, was incredibly intoxicating.

Just remember, someday.

Someday.