I have been having lots of those moments where just the thought of where I should have been in my pregnancy breaks my heart. I have a close friend who is 17 weeks and though I am happy for her, I should have been 1 1/2 weeks behind her by now. She would have been due in July, me in August, another close friend in September and yet another in October... Why did things have to work out this way? I know it was just "one of those things" but it sucks. I try not to think about it but sometimes I just can't help it...I miss my angel...
On a positive note, AF showed just about on time for me (37 days) so DH is about to get really busy here in a few days