I’ve been having a hard time dealing with my miscarriage. I have good days and bad days. I miscarried on April 2nd. When I was pregnant there were 5 of us at my job all pregnant at the same time and 3 of us were all due within weeks of each other. I am the only one who miscarried and I am being supportive of them, but it kills me inside to see them progressing where I should be with them. All their bellies growing and symptoms changing. It just is a constant reminder and is so saddening. Sorry, I don’t have anyone I can say it out loud to really. We are trying ttc again, but I’m just down right now. Miss being pregnant and hate wondering what my baby would have been like.