Unfortunately never would I have thought in a million years that I would have so much trouble getting pregnant, let alone staying pregnant. I thought it would come natural, as it does for most women, or at least I thought. I thought after the first miscarriage, it would be ok, then the second miscarriage..... my heart couldn’t have been any more broken. You wake up the morning after you get that news, your eyes puffy, your head pounding, you heart attacking with grief not understanding what went wrong what did you do? You take it day by day, some days better than others, but for those mornings you wake up and you’re in agony over the thought of how many months you would be or you see someone announcing their pregnancy or the birth of their baby. You’re happy, but you’re so jealous your heart hurts your eyes well up with tears. Knowing that you’ll never be able to hold your sweet little babies god took from you never get to see their beautiful smile. I am just so shook I feel like life couldn’t get any worse no matter what I do. I don’t know how to cope.