I miscarried my baby 2 weeks ago at 7 weeks.
By anonymous on 10/02/2015
I miscarried my baby 2 weeks ago at 7 weeks. It would have been my second baby and a sibling for my little boy who is 2 and a half... They would have been born sometime in September. We were so excited and already started to make plans for our little family of four... I miscarried over about 5 days and I knew it was happening, that I wasn't just spotting, that even though I tried to tell myself everything would be ok, I knew my body was letting me down and losing my longed for baby. I've told myself that my body was losing the baby for a reason, that it wouldn't have survived, that it was nature's way and most of the time that makes me feel better but every so often I get these huge pangs of sadness that take my breath away... For the baby I had started to know as my body changed yet would never be. For all the plans and dreams, for the little seed that started life and just didn't make it.... I feel so incredibly blessed for my little boy, so very lucky to have him and I cling on to the fact that I had a very easy, uncomplicated first pregnancy, that he has brought me so much joy as he grows and changes. I pray that I will add to our family. A friend of mine put her 3 month scan photos on Facebook yesterday and I felt such a rush of emotions... Mainly sadness for what could have been but also happiness for her and a sense of why couldn't that be me too. There are no answers I will probably never know why it happened but I feel at the moment it's a huge part of me, simmering under the surface, never really going away even though I try to remain positive I'm frightened by the uncertainty of the future and desperate for another baby... I just hope and pray that I will be blessed...