It seems everytime I turn around, I realize I'm missing out on some wonderful (or even not so wonderful) aspect of being pregnant. I realize I have to mourn not just the loss of our baby, but also the little changes to my body and my life that I'd been anticipating. Here are some of the things I was looking forward to. Maybe you want to add your own.
my skin clearing up
my hair becoming lush and full and not falling out
heartburn (okay, it's not a positive but I was prepared with a Costco-sized bottle of Tums)
not feeling guilty about not joining the PTA
sending my husband out for Jack in the Box at 11:30 on Thursday nights
new clothes (even if they were going to be maternity, I love to shop)
getting all the baby clothes out and sorting them and washing them and putting them in little drawers