What are your thoughts? My due date is approaching and I know it's going to hurt. All the emotions I have struggled to keep contained these past months, are going to implode. We have never shared we were expecting or about the miscarriage, except with a couple of close friends and some intermediate family. I feel sometimes I want to shout it to the world! That we HAD something beautiful. That it was ripped away from us. That our baby EXISTISTED. It might have been a blighted ovum, my baby was absorbed by my body early on due to chromosomal abnormalities. But my body for 7 weeks, kept producing hormones, kept growing the gestational sac, kept making me nauseous, and kept making us ever so excited. Baby books were bought by our in laws. Clothes I promised I wouldn't buy yet, were bought. Plans on how to tell our friends & family we're made. A list of things we would need was already started. We have been trying for several months prior to conceiving and are struggling still. That loss is apart of who I am now, so why do I have to keep it a secret? Is it okay for me to talk about it on Facebook and share my story? I feel like I need my babies memory to live on, by sharing about him/her on the day of the due date we were given. Even though a heart beat never formed, in my mind it did. And my heart made room for a baby that never came.