It’s been 8 days since I lost my baby due to Anencephaly.

I was doing just fine but now every time I see a pregnant woman, a new born, a video of a baby, I cry like crazy wishing I’ve had that opportunity with my anen baby.

I have a 1 y/o which is filling me with strength and to be honest, if it wasn’t because of her, I would be completely destroyed.

I know it’s a process and I’m coping with it just fine, but it seems like when I’m getting better, I break down 💔

I know my baby is getting taken care of by God, and that calms me but I can’t help the feeling of pain and suffering.