We lost her

We tried for six months to get pregnant and was so happy when we finally did. Two weeks later, I started spotting. It got worse and worse. Yesterday we spent four hours in the emergency room for them to tell us the news. I was up half the night in tears. I knew then. I knew in my heart, even this early, that it was a baby girl. And I knew in my heart she was gone. This afternoon, I passed her out of me. I couldn't stand the thought of just flushing her down the toilet. We put her in a box and buried her in the backyard. Where I can see her grave from the kitchen window. We named her Eva Grace. I thought I had dealt with a lot of pain in my life but I never knew pain until I experienced this. I don't know how to live life knowing that I've buried my child. How do we keep moving? How do we keep goin, forever being a mother to a child we'll never see?