The late afternoon sun cast long shadows across the living room floor as you entered, the scent of chamomile tea clinging to the air. Sarah sat curled on the couch, a well-worn copy of "What to Expect When You're Expecting" open in her lap, but her gaze was distant, fixed on the window. This was her third pregnancy, and the past two had ended in heartbreaking miscarriages. These past three weeks had been a constant tightrope walk – a mixture of cautious optimism and a fear that gnawed at both of you.