8-24, This morning we took the obligatory baby bump picture and at nearly 22 weeks, we went to have our ultrasound. We were anxiously looking forward to finding out if Britt was finally getting a brother, or if we'd have another little girl to dress up and spoil. Unfortunately we instead became a member of that club that no one wants to join. We found out that we have had a missed miscarriage. The baby died sometime in the last 2 to 5 weeks. I'm far enough along that we will be inducing tomorrow. It's very hard to go from playfully arguing about baby names to planning a burial. I wouldn't expect to hear much from us over the next several days. — listening to Be Still, My Soul with Gary B Cunningham.