Today I should be 32 weeks pregnant but instead it has been 3 weeks since I said goodbye to my sweet baby girl. I miss her terribly everyday. She was our third and was supposed to complete our little family. But now I will go on living forever feeling her absence all around me. My oldest daughter (4.5 yrs) misses her sissy and wishes she would come back alive. We had 87 minutes with my little love, which was more than we thought we would get but will never be enough. I try not to dwell and ask why is this happening to me. Because honestly why does this happen to anyone. I am terrified of how this loss will change me. I just want my baby back.