I am 5 weeks postpartum and currently struggling. A year ago today I miscarried my first child. Luckily, I was able to conceive shortly after and now have the most perfect son. I can’t help but think of this other tiny human. I thought about them during the month of March when they might have been born, while pregnant with my son. I have thought about them while in labor. I wonder what they would have been like and it breaks my heart. Yet I feel so guilty because I’m absolutely in love with my son and I know that everything happens for a reason. It just still make it so hard! I feel like I’m grieving all over again. Does it get better?