Today I went to what would have been my 16 week appointment with my doctor. It was my two week check up after losing my daughter at 14 weeks. Then I came home to a package in the mail. It was the shirts I had ordered for my older girls to announce our third. I had ordered the shirts after I was 12 weeks because it was the “safe” zone. I had forgotten that I had ordered them due to the depression I’ve been dealing with the last week and a half.