3rd miscarriage in roughly 6 month

July 29, September 29, and now February 9 are all dates that will be burned deep into my mind, heart, and soul... these dates are when I’ve lost my babies first at 5-6 weeks and the last two at 8 weeks where I wasn’t even measuring on time... my husband and I aren’t getting along anymore and it’s hurting me because he makes up stories about me... for instance, tonight we went to an event and he says you keep an eye out for our daughter and I’ll take care of our son... 1 minute later I’m watching both toddlers and trying to keep them from climbing on things or getting hurt while he’s just hanging out with his buddy drinking beers way over there... then on the way home he says he can’t take me anywhere because I made a scene... not sure who he was watching but I did nothing of the sort... mind you I am cramping like crazy from my miscarriage with clots that just started a couple of days ago, I’m still carrying both my children around who weigh 43 and 33 pounds and putting a smile on my face like nothing is going on inside... what scene did I make? So then we get home, he tells my daughter that mommy was a bad girl and so she has to go to bed and tells me to leave the car and go to sleep, then he shuts the garage door and drives off with our babies... either he is being considerate of my pain and allowing me the rest he deprived me of from earlier or he is just being an asshole... I can’t figure it out, but I know I’m nowhere near happy with him as I once was... it hurts because I love him, but he has been verbally and emotionally abusive the past few years... I just needed to vent...