I had a Doc's appt. today. It was originally a prenatal/skin biopsy appt. I had called right after my m/c to let them know it would no longer be a prenatal, but I would still come in for the biopsy. I thought I was well prepared for this appt. and it's significance. I went into the office with no problem, but as I am entering the exam room I hear the beautiful sound of an infant crying. I shut the door to the room and cried. Just as I regained my composer the nurse comes in and asks "so what is the reason for your visit today?" I broke down again. God lover her, she was so kind and of course told the doc. before he came in and he was equally as wonderful. It felt good to get through it, I called DH after and told him what happened and as usual he was supportive and great. It actually felt good to get some of that out, and I feel like I have passed another stepping stone on my way to emotional recovery.