Baby dust to all

Last thanksgiving, I prayed, wished, hoped to be pregnant. I collapsed that nite, exhausted from what I assumed was endless cooking & entertaining all day. AF was due but didn't come, and not the next day, or next. Finally, on Sunday, I took a test. I was over the moon! I looked toward the next Thanksgiving, trying to figure out how I would cook everything with baby in tow. Then at 5 wks I began bleeding & lost it NYE. I was elated to find out in June I was pregnant again. SURELY this time everything would go well. No. I lost that one at 8 weeks too, mid July. Tomorrow is bittersweet. I'm looking forward to family, but I'd really thought we'd have expanded our family by now. Love to all of you who are going thru the same. Happy thanksgiving and baby dust to all of us!