So here i am again, 4 years later, my marriage fell apart last year, ive been raising my adopted son on my own, got into another relationship and things got serious pretty fast.. ive known this man for 22 years, hes sweet, charming, and dedicated. He does some things that make me question him at times, but he tries . The day after valentines i took a pregnancy test, came out positive and we were on month 2 of trying, we were happy, but a part of me was nervous because i had loat my other baby around the same time in 2018. I started having cramps so went to the ER, HAD drs appointments every week and found out the day i scheduled the D&C I was carrying twins, but neither had a heart beat.. i was 6 weeks 6 days, in 2018 i was 6 weeks 3 days.. i feel like im mourning all 3 now and cant stop wondering if its me, whats wrong with me. Why cant i have a good pregnancy? I feel like Gods punishing me .. for what? Idk.. it just goes through my head. Where do i go from here.