The loss of my baby, how do I get past this?
As some of you know, I lost my baby around the end of November last year, when I was about three months pregnant. I loved my baby dearly, Leon, as it’s father named it. For a while, after about a month of pure mourning, I was doing okay. But lately, I haven’t been able to stop thinking about the baby that was supposed to be mine. I can’t stop blaming myself and my fiancé and it tears me apart. The other night I had a dream in which the baby came to me. I held him and felt everything. He looked just like his father, but with my eyes. I can’t stop thinking about my baby: what could’ve been and what should’ve been. It’s taking over my life and I don’t know what to do.