It is with pain that i share with you all that we found out this morning that we lost Baby B. Everything was fine at our last appointment at 9 weeks, heard both heartbeats and everything. We went in for an ultrasound today and the tech spent a lot of time on the first baby and then abruptly left the room. We waited for nearly an hour to talk to the doctor. The doctor was late because of a bad blizzard that hit Chicago last night and this morning. But I already knew the second the tech left the room that something was wrong. We recognize that we are extremely lucky still to have one baby, but it’s amazing how quickly we grew attached to the idea of two. I never thought I would be devastated at ultrasound pictures of one baby but here we are. We are grateful but grieving. Just another reminder that life is very weird sometimes, and it’s difficult to know what lesson we are due for now. Sending love to you all on this crazy journey.