Six months ago my period was due and so I took a pregnancy test; like I always do. But unlike every other cycle there was an extra line! I stared at it for ages with a grin on my face then woke up my SO who was sleepy but also very happy once he understood what I was saying. We had been trying for ten months already and were starting to lose hope. The line grew stronger day by day and a blood test confirmed the pregnancy. There were midwife appointments and visits to hospitals for birth planning and so many plans and dreams. All through it I felt happy like never before. A warm blanket of bliss and happy expectations around my heart. Then at week 10 it was taken away from me. I had some light bleeding and went in for a scan. They told me the baby had no heartbeat and had stopped growing a few weeks ago.