Now here I sit, 3 weeks later, and my baby is no longer with me. I want to yell to the skies, asking why. But I know there will be no answer, there is no one there. I guess I was too excited, too cocky that this just had to go right because everything else in my life had crashed & burned. I just don't know how to deal with yet another crisis, another miscarriage. It seems like my life is just destined to keep spiraling downward & I can't seem to get a foothold to stop it.
