It’s been one year...

Today marks the day that we found out we lost our precious daughter at 19 weeks 3 days... I have had so many breakdowns in the last week I don’t know how I can keep crying...

On January 3rd 2018 we went in for our anatomy scan excited to find out whether it was going to be a boy or a girl but instead we found out she did not have a heart beat... I was sent to the hospital to be induced and deliver my daughter.. she was born at 3:30 am January 4th 3018... she was perfect she was everything I ever wanted...

Today I suffer from severe PTSD and anxiety... I’m now 35 weeks pregnant with a healthy baby boy and I have a yeast infection that I went to treat with, with the cream and the whole experience is just rushing back and I’m now laying in bed crying... I just need to vent... no one understands what I feel and I don’t know how to tell my fiancé because I feel like he’s judging me😔 this is the hardest day of my life and I feel like I have no one...