If it was meant to be, I would have been 8 months pregnant at the end of this month.
There's not a day that goes by that I don't think of my angel baby and though the grief gets easier to handle, it never really goes away. It breaks my heart that miscarriages happen all the time. I still can't wrap my mind around that fact alone. That there's women in our lives who've experienced it and we don't even know.
I may never be 100% ready to share about my miscarriage but if I can be there for another woman feeling alone in this heartbreak, to give her a virtual hug and share a good cry with her, it'll have been all worth it.
You can read more about my story at my friend, Rachel Tenny's blog.