I've been feeling like I just need to get this off my mind... My husband and I lost our baby when I was 8 weeks back in March. We went in for our first u/s and they couldn't find a heartbeat. Immediately I was a mess, there was so many questions as to why this was happening. How could it have happened. A week later I had my D&C and tried my best to keep from crying every night. The only thing I have left to remind me is the only u/s picture the doctor took. I stare at it from time to time to remind me to stay strong.