b and i are trying to get pregnant. we embarked on this "quest" after i had to terminate my first pregnancy. that was heartbreaking even though it was an unplanned pregnancy. it has been roughly 2+ months now since. yet i still catch myself thinking of my baby boy. it's never easy when it hits. i get depressed and sad throughout the day. b doesn't understand it. i don't blame him. i was the one carrying our child. i just didn't expect myself to bond so quickly with my baby. he was 13 weeks by the time it was done. an extra chromosome. he would not have even survived in my womb. not our fault they said. it's just bad luck, freak of nature. but why oh why did it have to happen to you? i miss you sooo much. b and i just became "statistics" overnight. you know how you read in articles about how stuff happens to people and you dismiss it as "it will never happen to me". well, like i said, we just became statistics overnight. the people you read about in articles, they're us! AND it does happen.