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Things are generally becoming more and more positive lately. My pregnancy is going well (the baby is healthy, at least, even if I'm having a rough time), my back is healing, I'm generally happier. However, it keeps coming to mind that the baby I lost in March would have been due about now. We had an ultrasound Wednesday, and this baby looks wonderful, which makes it less difficult than it might be otherwise, but it still hurts. I know everything happens for a reason and all that, and I know that I wouldn't give up the baby I'm pregnant with now for the world, but still.