It's been nearly 6 months, and last night I had a good long cry. We were at the ISU game and everywhere I turned there were big ol' pregnant bellies and little, itty, bitty babies. I held it in for most of the evening, but on the way out to the car, I just lost it. Most days I do ok...but every know and again those waves of saddness hit me like a trainwreck and I hurt so much for the baby that isn't about to be in my arms. I think it's hitting me harder as my edd approaches. I really expected to be pregnant again by then.