Moving On

I'm tired of laying around, thinking miserable thoughts. Thinking about my babies. I've lost two of you. Two babies. Does this ever get better? Will I always feel empty when I look in the mirror and you are not making my stomach grow? Will I always feel like I have no one. No one who understands, at least. Yes, both of your dads were upset about it, but with men, it's different. They are over it in a couple weeks and they move on. They never felt you growing inside of them.
They never have to have the feeling in their heart that it was their fault we never saw your pretty faces.
Jeffrinity, I'm glad you have your father to take care of you, wherever you two are. I miss you every day. I feel like I was too young to have you but I was too young to lose you too. I wish I could kiss you, hug you and see your pretty face. I love you.
Cherri, your father and I cried for days and were not able to leave each other's sides. We were so hurt, we were so sad that you were gone. We were starting to get used to the idea of having you in our lives. Then you were gone. I love you.
So, in the face of two miscarriages, how do I move on?