My first baby was supposed to be born a few weeks ago and I can't seem to stop crying. I miscarried him/her at 6 weeks and some part of me feels like it's my fault. I will never get to hold him/her. Never get to chase away the bad dreams or tell them I love you. It leaves a hole in my heart. A part of him/her will always be with me. I know I'm blessed to have another chance with my baby boy,(27 weeks & 3 days). I'm truly thankful God gave me another chance.