Home for Easter

Tonight I hop a plane and head to the frozen north to spend the weekend with my parents for Easter. It is, literally, a guilt trip. My mother felt so guilty that she couldn't be here to hold my hand before the D&C that she immediately bought me tickets to come and visit. It's going to be uncomfortable. I'm going to be visiting my cousin on Easter. She's five months pregnant, and was so, so excited to be pregnant at the same time as me. It's crushing just to think about it, but I think I need this. I think I'm ready to see her, and I know she's devastated for me. Time to cross my fingers and hope for the best.