Bleeding. Praying. Hopeless.

About 6 weeks. Had 1 small clot. Then brown spotting. Then another clot hours later. Then bright red with small tiny clots.

Going to call the doc as soon as I can.

I know I lost the baby. And I’ve decided if this doesn’t work out it’s God’s way of saying that’s it. Hubby will get snipped and we’re done. I can’t imagine the stress of TTC again, and then the worrying once you get the BFP.

I’ve never felt so useless in my life.