Idk if ppl really read this but i just don’t want to hold this in anymore and talking about it makes my husband cry... I wanted to be a mom so bad... then i got pregnant and lost my first baby... it was the most tragic experience in my entire life.. there’s not a SECOND in the entire world that I’m not thinking about my child or what it could be doing or how it would be greeting me at work with a beautiful smile... no i can’t bring (what i believe was a him) back but i live everyday SO next to try/have the next one.. i don’t care about the “right” time. There is NO “right” time. All i know is even as the world is “ending” I’m still so focused on trying to be a mom. I think about it all the time. I want a “family” with my husband. I want to do family things.. and i know he does to.. i just wish god (or whoever has the power) would help my husband and i finally have our miracle baby that we hope so much for... 🥺 so that’s it i guess.. I’m just sad.. and if you made it this far.. thanks.. at least someone knows and i can feel a bit of relief.. ❤️👍🏻