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I got pregnant two monhts after my son died. I felt a ray of hope in this dark dark life. I also had a date in mind to tell folks. I miscarried the baby and also felt nothing. Disappointment maybe. figures possibly. It made me mad that I had to endure the loss over the much more significant, horrific loss of Max. It was just another punch. But, honestly, I felt next to nothing. That was in October. A week after what would have been Max's first birthday. I am scared and hopeful and nervous and excited to say we are expecting our second child in July. I'm sorry Heather.
