OK, so I didn't feel like I would be able to accurately describe my husband's feelings, so I asked him to write what he felt. The words below are from him. I added the headers and spell checked.
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Miscarriage
I was surprised at the miscarriage. I suppose in my own naive way, I assumed everything would be fine with the pregnancy. In my mind, I already knew who she was, even called her (in my head),
Boudica (sounds like bood-ick-ah). At the miscarriage diagnosis, the doctor said it's the body's way of hitting the reset button if the pregnancy isn't going well, so I felt ok about it.
I think of the miscarriage as the soul's way of saying, "no thanks, when it's the right body for me, I'll come back". In this way, the miscarriage experience was more about feeling bad for my wife, I was ok. I didn't feel like I "lost" a child, I just felt like they were standing there in line waiting for the right opportunity to step into our lives.
TTC
Trying to conceive again is a mixed bag. I have such an amazing son (together with my wife) that if it happens, wonderful! If it doesn't, that's ok to. My son already taught me what it is to truly love someone, and I've been lucky with those around me.
My biggest concerns about conceiving are, of course, age and how that effects the child. My wife's feelings on having another kid (and the hurt of another wasted month). After that, I worry about my son. I put so much attention on him when we're together that I already feel guilty when thinking of another child, knowing I'll be less focused on him. In many ways, this is good for children, still, it's hard for us parents to take a step back.
I feel super lucky to have my son. It's hard to imagine another child being as incredible, so it's like trying to hit the lottery twice.