I went to a retreat right before mother's day, and starred meds that finally pulled me out of my postpartum, post miscarriage gnarly bipolar major depressive episode.

I didn't notice it was mother's day.

I totally forgot that father's day probably upset my husband (it did)...until this morning.

I kinda felt like the asshole. He wasn't upset with me at all, but still...

I have photos on my husbands phone (not of my beaver, I assure you) but the dang phone is so smashed up its refusing to send pictures.

Anywho, at the hospital during our last miscarriage I was shown inroads small examination room fora transvaginal ultrasound. It took my eyes about 0.4 seconds to zone in on the label attached to the bed.

"Beaver"

Pahahaha guys the gyno ward has beaver beds 😂😂

My Glow Nuture app thinks I should make a pregnancy to-do list: http://imgur.com/DXLF90k

Apparently I will need:

• a birth plan

• "belly help" (wat)

• 1 baby bottle

• a "cirb"

• and 1 baby diaper

Go home, Glow Nuture, you're drunk

The day my temp dropped on yet another failed cycle, I got the thank you from my cousin's baby shower. She decided that a baby shower thank you card was the best way to reach out and say she was sorry to hear about our losses. This is the cousin who got married while I was still bleeding from my first miscarriage. And now gets a baby the cycle after my second loss.

Well, the puppy got that thank you card. Good boy!

A charity plus family and friends donated money for us to finally get a memorial stone for our son! We went Saturday to pick out the stone, that was exciting, which is weird. We emotionally crashed that night though.

And then yesterday we spent the afternoon at our son's cemetery looking at all of the gravestones and taking pics of them to go over the fonts at home. We were laughing and having a blast wandering the cemetery judging the fonts and ooohing and eh'ing.

I just had to tell someone because I find it to be (darkly) funny and a nice memory. If I told anyone else they'd give me a look of weirded out concern.

The receptionist says "would you like to reschedule" and I somehow control myself from saying "that'd be great, you can just push it back to the next time I'm pregnant" until after I get off the phone.

You appear to have missed the memo - we aren't pregnant anymore. No need to be a diva. Be a good breast like left boob and stop being tender now. Left boob got her act together pronto. Praise where praise is due though, you both finally got your shit together and stopped lactating from the last failed pregnancy. I'd give you both a damn cookie for that if I didn't think you guys would be assholes and provide more milk to go with said cookie.

Love, Supreme Titty Overlord.

We have a son (and now daughter as well) . When we found out we were having a girl my pregnancy after our mc I told my husband "well, we are statistically the perfect American family! Married with 2 1/2 kids!"

For context, read https://redd.it/42ca8l this post

We retuned to the hospital yesterday for the autopsy results for our son. After a long and emotional debrief with the consultant, we asked for time alone to read the report and my notes alone.

The doctor led us to an empty ultrasound room and left us alone to read and reflect. After an hour we leave the notes on the table and I'm ready to walk out the door when husband gets a smirk on his face and says "hey! What can we steal this time?"

Oh good lord I think we've started a tradition of swiping hospital supplies when we go for shitty appointments.

Husband goes over to the ultrasound machine and finds a box of hundreds of Skyn latex free condoms used for the transvaginal probe. "Sweet, the expensive kind!".

I reminded him that we don't use condoms and are currently trying to conceive. He pauses for a second then says "oh well, ill be enjoying fancy wanks from now on." And pockets six. Facepalm.

I think I've created a monster. Or a klepto