Sooo last year on my birthday I lost my first child at 21 weeks pregnant. For a while I had this really dark cloud over my head, I mean really felt lost. I mean paranoia grief anxious anxiety didn’t think I would make it period. God blessed me 6 months later pregnant with a baby boy 26 weeks at this point. Although I’m still heartbroken over my baby girl I’m soo excited for my son. I feel like god & my daughter brought him to me because they knew I was at my lowest in my life. Every time I feel him kick joy runs over me. Crying tears of joy as I write this. To all the women who are battling this god will pull you through as he is doing for me. I hope this helps someone in pain. Xoxo 😘.