In February 2012, I found out I was pregnant. I was so excited but that quickly faded as I began to have sharp pains on my right ovary. A few days later I began to bleed and was given shots to terminate an ectopic pregnancy. I was devastated. Come December 2012, I found out I was pregnant again. I was terrified! I didn't know how to tell anyone. Fast forward to my due date and my daughter was sitting comfortably. Two weeks later, I had a failed induction and labor that lasted about 48 hours. I stopped progressing at 8cm and had to have a C-Section. We named our daughter Wren Annalee. She was beautiful and the light of my life. Eight weeks later, I found out I was pregnant again. I was about to head back to work sleep deprived and nervous to have two babies that would be 11 months apart. On the morning of March 19th 2013, I woke up to find Wren had passed away. She was 6 months and 1 week old to the day. Words cannot begin to describe the depths of pain and saddness a mother has losing her child. I asked God countless times Why!?! I was comforted by reading my Bible and attending a griefshare group at my church. After about 3 months I tried to go back to work, the day after mothers day. It was horrible! I was now 4 1/2 months pregnant and visibly showing. Just about every customer I spoke with said, "Happy Mother's Day, is this your first baby?" Which then forces the thought, should I tell them I just lost my daughter or lie so I don't make them uncomfortable? I only worked a few more months before my husband and I agreed it was too difficult for me to continue. He found a new job, so that I could be a stay at home mom. My son Mackinley David was born August 23rd 2013. He was born 3 weeks before Wren's birthday. They would have been the same age for a few weeks every year. Mack is amazing! He is a sweet, funny; blonde hair, blue eyed little guy. My husband and I started to try for another baby in the Summer of 2014. In October I found out I was pregnant but began spotting and discovered I was having a miscarriage. It was hard but nothing compared to losing my daughter. I began to wonder if something was wrong with me. After 4 pregnancies, 3 of my babies were in heaven. Last night, August 14th, 2015, I took a pregnancy test and it came up positive! God is good! I am praying for a healthy baby and pregnancy. Keep trying, no matter what has happened. God is faithful! Good luck ladies.