My Precious Baby Boy

I'm 21 years old and I have two kids. They are the most important people in my life, but just this past Saturday morNing I lost my third. I was 13 weeks along. It was the hardest thing that I ever had to go through. I never thought it would hapen to me. I woke up early saturday when my water broke and then I felt the baby coming out. I saw the feet first and I just started crying. They were no bigger than the tip of my pinkie finger. Then the hands and the shoulders, then finally the head. I was devistated to see a part of me just laying there lifeless in my hands. My husband took me to the hospital, and I held the baby the whole way there(in a container of course). After they told us it was a boy I lost it again. I have a hard time trying to figure out why I got my baby taken from me, but there's people who abuse their children or throw them in trash cans,and don't deserve babies. IT'S JUST NOT FAIR! Everyday gets better. I cry a lot and when I do my two and a half year old daughter is right there for me. My two kids and my husband are my rock and I couldn't make it without them. I just keep telling myself maybe it was for the best and if it's God's will maybe we can have another baby someday. I'll always remember my little angel and I know I'll see him again someday. !!!!!!!!!!!! I LOVE YOU BABY MATTHEW!!!!!!!!!!