I did not do anything wrong. I went to the doctor and had no problems. I ate well. Slept well. Had a happy life with a new puppy. Continued doing moderate walking and was excited to welcome a child into my marriage. One afternoon, I was craving ice cream and my husband said he would run to the store to pick up a gallon. The last thing I remember was going to the bathroom and the next thing I saw were the bright lights of a hospital room. I had lost my child and I have no idea what happened. The doctor said I was perfectly healthy and there were no telling signs. I asked him what I did wrong and he said, 'Nothing. Sometimes these things just happen and there is no explanation." I pondered over our talk several times and even called him back to talk to the doctor again but there was no explanation in my case. The best thing to know was that I was healthy and there were no complications and I could try again but in my mind, I still worried. If this has happened to you - let's talk.