2/21 was our due date. We saw the heartbeat twice, once at six weeks and once at ten. We miscarried two days later.

I thought it would be easier but all I could think today was that I was supposed to have a baby today. We started TTC again but aren't KU yet and it just makes me sad. This whole process was supposed to be happy and instead I feel like I am constantly on the verge of tears (or crying) this week. It probably doesn't help that my temps plummeted today and I'm just waiting for AF to arrive. We didn't share with many people that we were expecting so it makes this week tougher because I have relatively few people to seek comfort with. I'm trying not to bum DH out to much because I know he is sad about it too.

So any words of encouragement, funny stories, sage words of advice, internet hugs?