A cousin of mine recently posted on social media that she was proud of all three of her children. Sadly, she has only two living children, having suffered a miscarriage at around twelve weeks pregnant, last summer. My initial thought on seeing her post (and I do not wish to offend, but want to be honest about my reaction) was that she couldn't be proud of an unborn child as it, sadly, never had the chance to "do anything". She can be proud that the child was conceived but that isn't the same thing. Now, I have never had the joy of being pregnant (although I live in hope) so I am hoping people here can help me understand her thinking a little better. I love my cousin dearly but I'm afraid I just don't understand. I hope you see this for the genuine request for enlightenment it is and not me trying to hurt anyone who has suffered in a similar way to my cousin. I just want to try to understand so I can empathise with her better.