My husband and I found out around January 11th that we were expecting our second child. Needless to say we were shocked due to the fact that we just decided to start trying at the tail end of November. Although we were shocked we were also excited beyond belief. That excitement turned into extreme concern around January 24th when the complications began. The concern then turned into extreme dismay last Tuesday (February 6th) when we found out that we lost the baby. Last Friday, (February 9th) I had a D&C done to remove any products of conception (the baby & placenta). On Tuesday, (February 13th) my husband picked up Angela Christine (what we decided to name the baby) from the hospital. He took her to a local church where she was blessed and then he took her to the Funeral Home where he works. She’ll remain there until she is cremated which should take place within the next couple of days. I know it may seem morbid, but cremating her will give us total and complete closure. So anyway, here I sit feeling lost, saddened, alone and confused. If anyone has any suggestions, advice and/or feedback; I'd love to hear from you! Thanks for taking the time to read my book LOL!

Take care,
Gina