Around 3 weeks ago I miscarried my second pregnancy in 6 months. The first miscarriage I was a mess. Emotionally and physically I felt like my own body had let me down. Walking into that first positive pregnancy test I had no worries or fears as I had already had one amazing pregnancy that went full term with little to no complications. This second pregnancy was not planned but when that magic line popped up instantly my whole body instantly glowed. Fast forward to my third pregnancy (second miscarriage) and oh was I on pins. Each twinge, wipe, symptom was overanalysed. I watched what I ate and drank. Took each vitamin on time, walked and rested and yet it still ended the same as the last. I was fine. It began on a Friday and by the Tuesday I was back in work. I was fine. That’s what I told everyone. I am now having my covid vaccine tomorrow which was something I would not get when I was pregnant and all of a sudden I am not fine.