I've never hurt so bad...
Monday I was 12 weeks and it was that day that I woke up bleeding. Went to the hospital only for them to confirm a miscarriage. I guess our little angel passed at 6 1/2-7 weeks. My husband and I decided that because I was having the same cravings and mood swings as I did with our daughter that we might have been having another girl, we decided to name her Saraphina Lillian trace jones.
I know they say we shouldn't blame ourselves but of course that's what I have done. And I think my husband thinks it's my fault to because he is pushing me away. Helpful... But pushes me away.
I sit here with hands shaking and holding back tears and I have no clue where to go from here...
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