As another month passes and still not luck, but my mind goes back to July and wish that it would have stuck. I know I was pregnant... all the signs were there and they were huge, even my family could tell I was pregnant, but something happened... I know we aren't suppose to think about the what ifs because thinking about it hurts. However, I cried all night last night thinking about your tiny face, thinking about who you would have been. 😢
7 months of trying for #2 and no luck, only heartache.