What Bird Watching Gave Me After My Miscarriage
It was satisfying to see those robins, sparrows, and starlings, because they were still with us. They had stayed.
miscarriage nine weeks, miscarriage empty gestational sac, pregnancy after miscarriage.

Oh look, it’s a wood duck. Did you hear the blue jays? There must be a hawk nearby.
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