I didn’t want to get up. I could hear the shower running so I knew Jake was awake. I didn’t get to sleep till late because my mind wouldn’t shut off. I had all the time in the world to think.

No distractions. Nothing to focus on other than my thoughts. Everything running around in my head over and over again.

Could I have done something different? Was I to blame for the loss of our child?

I woke up sad, I already knew today wasn’t going to be a good day. I didn’t want to be sad, I ...