Today has been hard as it should of been my due date. I lost my baby March 26 and it hasn’t hurt any less. I was only left with the signs my daughter and son were going to use to announce.

I’m always wondering what I would of been doing to get myself ready for its arrival. I was only 8 weeks didn’t even get the chance to name it. But I still decided to celebrate and bought it a cake

When my then-fiancé and I were talking about having another one I was nervous I always wanted a lot of kids but my family has always been very judgmental and I was afraid of what they would say if I had 3 kids with my son being less then 2. One day while at work the son “you’ll be in my heart” came on and I knew that was my sign and we started to try. Took us about 4 months to get pregnant. But because of that song I also got a tattoo to remember my angle baby

This pain I will never wish on anyone. How I wish I could be writing my birth story and not this one 😞 I’ve also decided we will be watching Tarzan it’ll be our little family thing to remember our baby.