It's been nearly three years since I had my youngest child. While I love both of my children, I must admit that he is my angel. Here is his story: My husband and I wanted a second child. So, shortly after my daughter's first birthday (and well after I'd forgotten the morning sickness, preterm labor, and sleepless nights) we decided to start trying. Because it took nearly two years to conceive our first child, I wasn't holding out hope that the second would be much easier, but I was wrong. A few months in and that second line appeared on the stick. My husband and I were overjoyed! We waiting until I was twelve weeks pregnant to spread the news to close family and friends. We'd already had an ultrasound and morning sickness was, once again, well underway. Then, at thirteen weeks (the start of my second trimester), on a Sunday, I suddenly started bleeding. It wasn't spotting. It was enormous abdominal cramping with bright red ...
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