🕊️ 💔A couple of days ago was Pregnancy & Infant Loss Awareness Day — and it’s one that always hits hard. I’ve had two miscarriages. The first one was easier to process because we were trying again and had Max (my rainbow baby after), and I could tell myself, “Okay, next time and there was. this happy bundle of joy I held at the end of that journey that filled my heart with deep deep love But this last one — back in January — has been really, really hard. It wasn’t planned and we weren’t trying to have another baby and yet it left a deep gashing wound and longing I just can’t seem get over 10 months later. I keep thinking I’m getting better, and then out of nowhere, I start to cry again. ryancrownholm gently encouraged me to start Pilates midway through this year — not for fitness, but to help me feel something again and to breathe. I told myself I only had to do 15 minutes of a class each day I signed up for class. Just show up. Most days, I do more but some days I just can’t and...