Title says it. Back in March I had my first and only miscarriage. It was my first experience with anything related to pregnancy. The pregnancy wasn't planned but I loved and still love that baby. I had picked out a gender neutral name. But their time with me was cut very short. It was a very early miscarriage. They found the pregnancy sac outside the uterus when I went to planned Parenthood. It was so devasting; I grew attached so quickly. It's still devasting. I've been crying for almost an hour now because this morning it dawned on me they probably would've been born this month and it's been on my mind all day. Everything is just so much.