You went into your baby's nursery. The baby was wide awake looking at you with the most precious eyes.

You picked up the baby. You went to sit down and starting to rock the baby back and forth in your hands.

You heard your husband pull into the driveway. He knocks on the door, he opens it just to see you, tears in his eyes.

"Hun, you can't keep coming into here, our baby didn't make it. Please, it's hard on me to." You look down only to see you holding a blanket