I woke up this morning feeling drained, defeated and alone. Why did this happen to me? How did this happen? What is God's plan? These are all of the questions that came rushing through my head. These past  couple of weeks have been a roller coaster. From finding out we were pregnant with our first baby on New Years Day, to finding out yesterday that the cervical ectopic pregnancy was not viable and had to get a shot of methotrexate to passing clots and heavy blood the past 24 hours- it hasn't been easy. With each minute that goes by, all I can do is think. I try to focus on the positives, like the fact that I'm lucky this was discovered and dissolved before anything potentially life-threatening could have happened to me, or even before something ruptured. I'm fortunate that I was told I'd have no trouble conceiving again in the future and that I could go on to have as many babies as I'd like. But then the dark cloud comes. When? When will that be? I can't help but dwell right now because that was supposed to be my baby. Waking up knowing that I am no longer pregnant is shattering. Please share your experiences and support so we can all get through this together.