I lost another sweet baby last week.
I knew from the moment of conception that I was pregnant. I felt her spirit and energy so strongly around me and inside of me. We weren't trying to conceive but I absolutely fell in love with the baby and desperately wanted her. I knit two tiny baby items(the longies and the sleepy soaker sack that I posted here earlier)and had such hopes and dreams. I was pregnant and then I was not. Just like that.
My heart hurts.