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Our hearts are breaking this morning for Chrissy Teigen and John Legend, who announced late last night in a gut-wrenching post on Instagram that they had lost their third baby. The tragic news came following extended bed rest for Teigen, 34, and a recent hospitalization due to excessive bleeding from her placenta.

“We are shocked and in the kind of deep pain you only hear about, the kind of pain we’ve never felt before,” the model shared. “We were never able to stop the bleeding and give our baby the fluids he needed, despite bags and bags of blood transfusions. It just wasn’t enough.”

Teigen continued with a heartbreaking apology to her unborn son, who she revealed they had been calling “Jack.”

“To our Jack—I’m so sorry that the first few moments of your life were met with so many complications, that we couldn’t give you the home you needed to survive. We will always love you.”

Teigen—who is mother to daughter Luna Simone, 4, and son Miles Theodore, 2—has never shied away from sharing the raw and real aspects of motherhood, including her journey to get pregnant with IVF, her struggles with postpartum depression, and most recently, her health complications with her third pregnancy.

RELATED: The Pain of Pregnancy Loss Has Made Me Who I Am Today

Her honesty and down-to-earth demeanor have endeared her to millions of fans who have been religiously following her frequent social media updates on Twitter and Instagram. Despite embarking on a journey that no one ever wants to be on, Teigen has not stopped sharing even her most intimate thoughts, many of which are already resonating with other grieving parents and bringing tears to our eyes. 

Following her Instagram post, she tweeted, “Driving home from the hospital with no baby. How can this be real.”

Even in her family’s darkest moments, Chrissy Teigen continues to provide light to so many families who have experienced pregnancy loss and infant mortality.

“We are so grateful for the life we have, for our wonderful babies Luna and Miles, for all the amazing things we’ve been able to experience. But every day can’t be full of sunshine. On this darkest of days, we will grieve, we will cry our eyes out. But we will hug and love each other harder and get through it.”

RELATED: There is So Much More To the Loss Mom’s Story Than Meets the Eye

We are sending so much love and comfort to Chrissy, John, Luna, and Miles, as well as all parents who have experienced the heartbreaking devastation of grieving a child.

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