I had a miscarriage last night. I was watching Bones last night with my Ma when this happened. It started around 9:50ish pm and I was released 3:30 am this morning.

Jelly bean didn't make it to the hospital.

I was seven in a half weeks pregnant - A month in a half like my Ma and I predicted. New Years (as my dad puts it) was a great celebration for me. Yesterday and today... Not so much.

I'm not going to hurt myself - I promise. I understand that this happens, and it's not anyone's fault. So don't be too concerned if I post anything that would make you think that I would hurt myself. My family is crushed and I'm trying to keep it together as best as I can but it's hard to wake up this morning with the knowledge that I was going to be a Ma.

Good things I guess: My car is almost up and running again (We had to replace the engine. My boyfriend and his Dad were cursing the whole way through it. Yay Fords.) Um... I'm still alive and technically healthy. And I didn't get new clothes yet because I wanted to see if I would show. >x< Brighter stuff...