So after two miscarriages back to back, and 6 months of pure depression, anger and just hopelessness. My husband and I got in a gigantic fight and we actually talked about divorce. I hit an all time low when my husband finally broke down and cried to me. He said.. All he wants for me is to fight and have hope. So I went to church and I literally had an AHA moment. Everybody has a journey, and this will be mine. This will be my trial and I am going to fight and stay strong and do everything I can in my power to have my rainbow baby. What doesn't bring us down will only make us stronger. My cousin has cancer and we both cried to each other and we said that we will fight this shit and have our happy ending. I'm seeing a fertility specialist now, we have a plan... And I know I just KNOW that I will have my little baby soon..