I lost her. It was years ago but I still can’t get over it. I got pregnant at 15 and had a miscarriage. It was a week after I found out she was a girl. I never told anyone apart from my auntie that I was pregnant and still nobody but her knows that I had ever been pregnant. Nobody knows about my baby girl, about how I laid on the bathroom floor covered in blood screaming and crying because I’d lost her. I held my stomach and begged for forgiveness from her because I couldn’t do the most basic task of keeping her safe. I know it wasn’t my fault but I still can’t forgive myself. I miss my babygirl so much and since then have been told that it isn’t possible for me to carry a baby to term without both me and the baby dying in the process.