I’m in such a conflict in my mind. A year today I found out my little one had passed away at my scan. I’m mourning my lost baby who’s in heaven. But I’m also sitting here with my baby bump feeling lots of tickles and kicks. I’m so sad for the loss I’ve had and the hell I went through mentally and physically. But I’m so happy and grateful that my little boy is growing so well. If my little one hasn’t passed away I would never have had this little boy. Emotions are raw right now.