My husband and I first met in July 2012 and I can honestly say that our friendship grew to much more fairly quickly. In November 2012 we began dating and immediately our roller coaster began. Our relationship was a rough one. We went through things that most relationships wouldn’t normally go through but we decided to stick together. A year after dating we got engaged and we got married on December 6, 2014. At the beginning of our marriage, it was tough. Living together was something new so we had a lot of adjusting to do. It was hard! But we managed to get by.
On March 16, 2015 we found out were expecting through an at home pregnancy test, but after seeing an OBGYN, they refused to believe I was pregnant. According to them, I had a really big cist. Long story short, I was rushed to the hospital late June and there we found out that I was almost four months pregnant. Unfortunately, my pregnancy turned out to be ectopic so I had to get one of my Fallopian tubes removed along with the fetus.
With all the stress of losing a baby and being out of work for so long, my husband and I began to drift apart. We endured so much pain and instead of coping together, we just didn’t cope at all.
In October 2015, we found out we were expecting again. This time around, God assured me everything would be ok. And it was, for my pregnancy at least. About a month after finding out we were pregnant again, we separated. It was like we became two completely different people after we lost our first baby. You would think that with the pregnancy of this new baby, we would get closer but we didn’t. We just continued to drift away.
He went his way, I went my way…
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