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July 4 has been a bittersweet date for twenty-three years. It’s the annual reminder of the day in 2001 that I miscarried the first time. That loss came as a shock since I’d enjoyed my previous pregnancy with great health (and no morning sickness). We were in the midst of wrangling a nine-month-old with all the joy and bewilderment of first-time parents.
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