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Slow Recovery

I am surprised how long recovery is taking.  I thought I would be almost back to my normal by now but  I clearly am not. Lee thinks I am doing just fine.  Something happened yesterday that I thought had already happened. But I think that it was what was causing all the pain,  I had a good cry and now I am feeling much better about everything.  Besides being super tired my emotions seem to be in pretty good check.  Monday and yesterday were the only days I cried and those were more situational then anything. 
I know the big struggle will come when Lee leaves on Sunday and somehow I have to keep it together in order to take care of the kids. Lee's friend is in town this weekend which Lee is super excited for.   We keep hoping he can find a local job or at least one that pays well enough we could move out of state. 

According to the American Society for Reproductive Medicine, only about one percent of women will have three consecutive miscarriages or more.  I want to some research on the why and how this happens. I have joined some great discussion boards online..  We opted out of the genetic testing.  Half the time the testing shows nothing and in our case it is more likely not to show anything because we have two healthy happy kids. 

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