I woke up this morning bleeding. I instantly went into panic mode. I don't think I can stomach another miscarriage. I go to er and I get there at 12. I've been there for 5 hours annoyed as shit. Whole time I'm waiting loosing my fucking mind about if my baby is okay, trying to keep it together for my husband. They draw blood I wait 2 hours. They do vitals I wait another hour, they prepare for a pelvic exam I wait another hour. Finally they do my exam nd there is bleeding in my vaginal canal at this point I cant stop my tears. She does an ultrasound nd it seems to take 2 lifetimes before .... I finally heard the rapid beat of my baby's heart.... I'm balling my eyes out at this point I couldn't see a damn thing but hearing such a strong heart beat sent me into water bag mode. My husband asks "why are you crying they say the baby should be fine." You dont know how nerve wrecking it is to have to be patient with a million things going wrong in your head nd to have a sign of reassurance that thing could be fine is like breathing for the first time. I'm still at risk I'm only 8 weeks but my hcg levels are extremely high still, nd my baby heart rate is 164/min. I'm just praying from this point that everything goes good