Dealing with loss

For 11 days, Christian and I were over the moon. We were finally pregnant after tubal reversal surgery last October. Friday afternoon, that all changed. I started bleeding, called my doctor, had a rushed ultrasound, and found out that our little Speck (as we had taken to calling it) hadn't implanted properly. There were tears, so many tears, and a lot of questions. Why had this happened to us? We will never know. It's amazing how much you can love someone, even just a tiny little someone, in just 11 days. However, if there is a silver lining in this, it is that we know that the surgery was successful. We have already been given the all clear to try again. Try we will! I can't wait until our house is filled with the sound of a new baby. Until then, we carry on.