Almost two weeks ago my partner and I were the happiest we had ever been. I found out I was pregnant. We had been trying for so long and it finally happened on our last cycle of Letrozole. We found out just days before my 24th birthday. I was so overjoyed. Well the day after my birthday I felt compelled to take a test. For some reason I needed to see that the pink line was getting darker. Little did I know that after taking the test I would go from excited and overjoyed to devastated. The test was almost barely showing a second line and o started bleeding. My partner and I just laid in bed holding each other talking and crying. I never thought that we would miscarry. I thought we had been through so much just to get pregnant that surely life couldn’t be so cruel. But we lost our little babe at 5 weeks. We have been mourning the loss of what could have been and we have been heartbroken. But as time goes on, day by day we feel the sadness leave us and a renewed strength fill its place. We will keep trying until we finally get to hold a precious baby in our arms. I am hopeful for the future as well as scared of the anxiety and nerves I will feel in any future pregnancy. The fear of loss is real. I am so thankful to have such an amazing partner. We have grown closer than ever on this amazing and heartbreaking journey. I wouldn’t want to do it with anyone else.