January 30th of this year my husband and I lost our first baby. You are never, ever, prepared to hear the words “there is no longer a heart beat”. We were SO EXCITED to become parents and it just shattered our world. We know that miscarriage is your body’s way of telling you that the baby wasn’t developing healthy and we do trust God and know that this just wasn’t our time. Still, it doesn’t erase the pain.

8 weeks after our miscarriage, my body is getting back on track, but emotionally I’m still struggling. Three close friends, have all announced recently that they are due in August, our month that we were supposed to be due, and it just makes me break down all over again. I am normally such a positive, glass half full kind of person, but lately I’m feeling so angry. I know that it’s not these ladies fault AT ALL, and I am happy for them, but out of jealously I’m still so angry and I don’t want to be. My husband is my rock though and he constantly reminds me that we will have our baby someday, and I know that’s true. Getting this off my chest helps, and with each new day, I know that we are closer to trying again ❤️