Some days I am strong enough to get through the day. Yesterday I didn't cry once. It's been eight days since we learned we lost Baby C, and each day I handle it so differently. My husband is so supportive, but I can tell he has moved on but I can't. Some days I just want to spend the whole day in bed. Today is give anything to cry all day. But I can't. I have to go to work, face the world, and smile like nothing is wrong.