I feel like I’m losing my mind. Don’t really care to talk to ppl that don’t understand..sick of being asked am I okay or how I’m feeling. I delivered my son on Friday, August 13 at 18 weeks. I just saw his heart beating 6 hours prior to. This was my 5th pregnancy with only 2 living kids. This loss hits a little different because I was actually able to hold and kiss him. I’m trying to keep it together but this is so unfair. I just knew since we made it to the second trimester we were okay…obviously not. It’s like I had one job and couldn’t do that.