After over two years, and lord knows how many pregnancy tests, our miracle baby was finally conceived! I didn't know how far along I was, somewhere between a month-month and a half. We were over the moon excited, and after so many negative tests I was still in half disbelief. My dh was so happy and excited, he was talking to my belly, and picking out names, and talking about a nursery. Out of our happiness we jut HAD to tell our parents. His mom was so happy she told all her friends. Two days ago I woke up with very hard cramping, like a very bad period. I went to work anyways, and about an hour and a half In to my shift I went pee, and I was bleeding just like I was on my period. I knew I was losing my baby. I work as a nurse, and am friends with my OBGYN so luckily I was able to get my Blood levels done right away. It was confirmed, my bhcg was declining. It's like I was falling in a hole. My vision went dark around the edges and I just sobbed for hours. My medical brain knows that it was probably a chromosomal abnormality and was better terminating now than later, but my heart is still broken. I feel like something I have been yearning for for so long has been ripped from my heart. My husband cred, ad I know he is heart broken As well,  but I just can't feel better. I will see something or hear something, or think of what somebody said about us FINALLY being pregnant and I sob. I figured posting this here might help, somewhere safe where people understand...