I remember when I first started to read blogs. At first I gravitated to the blogs with the glossaries down the side. There were so many new acronyms I didn't understand yet. I only knew the basics from my own experience, IVF and IUI.
I was quickly pulled in by my the writing style over at Misfit's house. I was amazed by her story and laughed at the running sidebars of Regular Life Not Associated with the Pursuit of the Baby. I read and I read and I read.
Misfit was the first one to introduce me to the idea of RPL. I can remember looking it up. And I was horrified. I don't think I fully understood what the costs of RPL might be to a family, to a couple, and to a Momma.
As avid and regular Misfit reader, time passed. I assumed I had learned the risks and the pain associated with RPL. I thought I understood what our Misfit was facing.
Dear Misfit. I am so very sorry for your loss. Your pain is now part of my own. I think of you often and wish I knew what to say.
For my own blind optimism, I apologize. I thought I was supporting you with my hoots and hollers of delight in your pregnancy. I fear it might have felt like acid on your skin. What do I know about RPL? I am grateful you can see past the gaffe to my true intentions.
I have been busy with my new prayers... or call them my best intentions, my positive thoughts and just plain thinking about our RPL sisters. You have my very, very best coming your way.