I know I will be judged tremendously, and be told horrible things but this is my life. It’s no one else’s. You can judge, and call me terrible things but nothing will change my mind. On February 24th 2018, I had a miscarriage at eleven weeks and my doctor told me baby wouldn’t grow properly, due to abnormal chromosomes. We never got to find out the gender so our baby was nameless. We had names picked out for when we found out the gender, but didn’t think it was right to use those. We picked a gender neutral name (Elliot) and felt we had just a little bit of closure. A few weeks later (now) I found out that I am pregnant, and me and my boyfriend couldn’t be more happy. I know we’re young, but we got this.