7 weeks

Today I am supposed to be 7 weeks. But my miscarriage started last night.

Instead of reading up on what size my baby is today, I’m waiting to pass the tissue instead. I am in a lot of pain and can’t stop crying, I’m sure I didn’t do anything wrong but I can’t help but wonder if I did something differently… maybe I wouldn’t be in this position now.

I’m trying anything to feel better but I can’t help but miss my baby that I never got the chance to meet. I don’t know how I will even be able to move on. I decide for myself that it was a girl, we named her to help bring me closure but if anything it just made me cry harder.