This was my second pregnancy and second miscarriage. The first I miscarried at about 4-5 weeks in April 2014. One night it just happened. It was very upsetting. A year later unexpectedly I'm pregnant again. Both of us were overjoyed. I went for my first ultrasound at 9 weeks. The doctor could not find a heartbeat. I went in again two days later and a different doctor tried again but still no sign of life. Seeing my baby on the monitor made this a lot more difficult to handle. My body doesn't realize the baby isn't living. This is called a missed miscarriage. My d&c isn't for another 4 days. So I get to experience all of my pregnancy symptoms and carry around the baby for the next couple of days when he/she isn't even alive. This is far worse than when I lost the first overnight. It's hard to explain this loss into words. How can you be so incredibly sad about losing the baby you never met. They're a part of you, a bond that makes the loss so significant.