I've had a hard time coming to terms with the loss of our baby. On Jan 20th at 8 weeks and three days my biggest fear came true. There was no heart beat and our hearts were broken. I took a week off of work and fortunately had a lot of support. As much as I tried to force myself to be okay, I desperately needed time to heal. I still cry, and I will think of our baby everyday. I finally wrote a goodbye letter, tied it to a balloon and let it go. I had the balloon for a couple of weeks and cried a good three hours before finally letting it go. I'm still healing but I feel like everything will be okay. Hubby and I also agreed to try again this summer for our rainbow baby and I can't wait. ❤