I found out I was pregnant in April. Then i found out it was twins in June. I was scared, and worried. One was ok. It was what I had planned on. After a few days I became excited. Then a month later we found out they were boys. My boys, my baby boys whom I promised I would protect. Sadly I did the opposite. At 19 weeks I went for a regular dr. appointment. Which turned out to not be so regular. I had an infection and was leaking amniotic fluid. Shortly after I went into labor. My worse nightmare was coming true. They both had strong heart beats. So as I pushed I was taking life from them. August 8 became the worst day of my life . My heart was shattered. I felt so empty, not only was my stomach empty. but my heart was also. Its been 3 sad and lonely months. I lost my self and my reason to smile. I'm slowly learning how to smile again. The Dr. says we can try again in February. A part of me is terrified that it'll happen again but at the same time i have to have faith that it won't. That I'll carry full term. I know healing takes time . I just want to know that there is hope that i can go full term that it won't happen again