My husband and I found out our baby, Joseph, had holoprosensephaly when we were about 5 1/2 months pregnate. They told us that he had severe facial and neck deformities. Joseph had no eyes or nose. During the ultra sound we found out that he also had what they belived to be a heart tumor. We had seen three doctors at this point and had to make a decision. There was no way that the baby would live to be deliverd. My husband and I had no idea what to do. I was in so much emotional pain and my husband was so scared for my health we chose to have an abortion. It was what all the doctors recomended. Joseph was born on May 23, 2003 and he was buried on May 27, 2003. People tell me that we made the right choice. But I guess parents aren't always sure that they make the right ones. It has been a long road to recovery for my husband and I. It seems mostly I feel like I will never be okay again. My heart is broken, I am deeply and profoundly sad, confused, angry, but mostly I'm in disbelif. It has been four months and I am still asking, "How did this happen?" I'm glad to know that there are others that know how I feel and that have been through the same thing. I miss Joseph but my son Kolby, who is 4, reminds me that he's in the sky, playing in the clouds with God and flying with the dragons. In that is the only comfort I can find.