We fell pregnant in January. Lost the baby in April at 10 weeks and 4 days. November is my due date months, November 3rd to be exact, my grandmother's birthday. It was so much harder than I could've imagined, increased by my friend having her baby a week before my due date. It was so easy to get pregnant the first time, only took a month. We've been trying now the last 6 and nothing. Not even late. And it's no different this time. We missed o day completely since I got sick right around o time. Had sex maybe 5 days before o day and again 3 days before. I know we missed it. And this time I think I'm okay with that. I want it so bad. But it's not good for me to be stressed. It's not good for me or my future rainbow. But I will keep trying. Because my husband and I deserve it.