It sucks. It truly does. My baby pea (has we called it) was going to be my last baby. So I took this pregnancy and made the best of it. I wanted to soak it all up, and enjoy every day. Do the things with this pregnancy that I didn't get to do with my previous ones. Friday was our bump picture day, and today I'm supposed to be 8 weeks with my little pea. But I'm not. I lost my baby on Sunday, so now today is full of sadness instead of pure joy.