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Everything will be okay in the end. If it's not okay, it's not the end. -Anonymous
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Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind -Dr. Seuss
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Somewhere over the rainbow way up high, there's a land that I heard of once in a lullaby.

Somewhere over the rainbow skies are blue. And the dreams that you dare to dream really do come true.

Someday I'll wish upon a star and wake up where the clouds are far behind me. Where troubles melt like lemon drops away above the chimney tops. That's where you'll find me.

Somewhere over the rainbow bluebirds fly. Birds fly over the rainbow. Why then, oh why can't I?

If happy little bluebirds fly beyond the rainbow, why, oh why can't I? - E.Y. Harburg

Saturday, February 27, 2010

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The March/April Share Pregnancy and Infant Loss Support newsletter is published and available here for you to read. The topic this month is one close to my heart, recurrent pregnancy loss. I contributed an article chronicling my journey, and there are many other stories that you may relate to.

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My name is Cynthia, and my journey to motherhood has included seven miscarriages. My husband and I chose to wait until we had been married for five years before we decided to have kids. We survived three miscarriages in fifteen months. My potholes. When our son was two years old, we tried for another child. We had four more miscarriages.

This site is "My Yellow Brick Road Has Potholes" because I feel a little like Dorothy. She knows where she wants to go and wants to get there so badly, but there are troubles along the way. I have stumbled, fallen, and gotten bruised along the way. Nobody told Dorothy the journey would be so painful. Fortunately, she has the support of kind and able loved ones. Along with hope and a strong spirit, she made it to Oz and then back home. With loved ones along the way, the journey is bearable. You may feel shock, sadness, bewilderment, rage, jealousy, or a number of other emotions. Your journey may not be what you thought it was going to be or even should be. I encourage you to put on your ruby red slippers, close your eyes, breathe, and allow yourself to hope. Your dreams can come true.

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