I know I'm probably going to sound like a child but this just isn't fair. My husband just doesn't get it. He keeps telling me there's nothing we could've done and not to dwell on it. How do I not dwell on it? My baby died! I'm still nauseous, my boobs still get sore. I'm trying to fool myself into thinking I'm on my period but it's not working. I buried someone yesterday who may have been tiny but they had a heartbeat and they were mine. My husband just told me it's going to be ok. I told him to stop trying to make me feel better and just be sad with me. I'm getting angry and I'm sad and I just want to yell that my baby existed. They mattered and they still matter to me.