crappy A$$ month of June

June... lets see. From the time of being a little girl, I ALWAYS loved June.. it was a time I looked forward to, School was out, the weather was nice, and MY BIRTHDAY!! 

We started this month on a bad note, and then things just kept getting worse. My dad's heart attack, although technically in May, it carried though till June, then the passing of both my Aunts  When they died it was almost like a black cloud following my family.

I then found out I was pregnant, but in the middle of miscarrying my precious baby. The situation surrounding it was all so odd. It really threw me thorough a loop. I didn't even know I was pregnant until I was already in the middle of miscarrying. I had a normal cycle, then shortly after that started bleeding. I had been bleeding for 9 days at that point when my friend mentioned that it was odd that I would be bleeding for that long, well I was bleeding because I was miscarrying.. I took a test and prayed that there was not a 2nd line..It has been the only time in my life that I prayed I was not pregnant... not because I don't want another child, but because I knew what the outcome would be. When that 2nd line showed up I was crushed... I hadn't even had time to be excited about it, although It was probably better the way it happened.  My numbers were taken on Friday they were at a 68, then again on Monday which was when it was confirmed that I was indeed miscarrying when my numbers were now only a 47. Talk about blow to the stomach. I was praying that maybe a polyp has popped or something. I had not had any cramping, or any type of pain.
Anyways, I spoke with the Dr. she said I should wait 2 to 3 cycles before we try.. which was the plan to begin with. So we are on for September, that is if I am feeling up to it.

During all of this my mom is dealing with a physco lady My brothers friend had called and asked if he could stay with them for a little bit, while his mom had her freak out. During the middle of the night she called the house saying that my parents kidnapped him and that my mom was trying to kill my dad, and that my brother hit my mom, and all this other crap. She then posted it online somewhere, as well as leaving it on my parents voicemail. I keep telling my mom she needs to file a police report but she doesn't want to. She doesn't want this boy to end up with CPS, or anything like that. She also says that she is trying to help  me cope with my loss and that's why she hasn't done anything about it yet. I keep telling her it needs to be on file somewhere so there is some kind of record of it.

there is a list of other crap but for now I am going to leave it at that.

I can not wait for June to be over with!