I don’t want to go through another miscarriage.
We are going to appointments and starting to work a plan, but I can’t help but get frustrated when thinking about our miscarriages. I’ve followed every piece of doctor advice, I’ve done research, I’ve joined groups, I’ve prayed and it still ends in a miscarriage.
I’ve been told that God has a plan, to pray about it, and accept that answer. I agree with that…to an extent. Sometimes you just need medical help. God created those smart doctors, correct?
I consider myself a religious person and have prayed about it, but I still can’t help but to ask 1 question over and over. Why? Why not those babies? Why all the tears and heartache? Why all the feelings of hatred, anger, and jealousy?