Looking back, I posted less than 2 weeks before our world turned upside down. I posted that we were going for a second fetal echo. I thought it was just a technicality, that we would go in and realize that now that he had grown, we had nothing to worry about. I never imagined that we would see no improvement, that we would need a second opinion, that we would have to say goodbye. I miss that naïveté. I will never get it back. In any subsequent pregnancies I will always be waiting for the other shoe to drop. I lost my baby. I lost my son. I lost my innocence.