I had my second miscarriage this past Saturday. I had my first back in November and had a d&c done. Found out a day or two after Easter we were expecting again. My younger sister and mom started to video chat with me as I live out of state. They were just over and had gotten home the night before. My little sister was wanting to call to tell me her great news as they are expecting. I was so excited I couldn't hold it in that I had found out the night before that we were also. Now fast forward a few weeks my sister goes in for her first appointment. They were a little worried as the sac was measuring off to what she should of been. So my heart starts racing as I had just went through this and was trying to keep everything positive for her. They have her do multiple blood tests and then she goes back for another ultrasound still no heartbeat. Now fast forward for me Thursday after noon I felt a really weird cramping pain that just didnt feel right. When I would go to the bathroom and wipe I would notice discoloration. Friday morning felt cramping a little worse and could tell that there was definitely color when I would wipe and just got worse throughout the day. I called my ob and tell her what's going on I havent made it to my first appointment since I was just 8 weeks. She schedules me to get blood work done for Saturday. Saturday morning comes along and the cramps are so horrible and at this time I'm bleeding. I get a phone call from my mom saying my grandmother was in the hospital not doing good at all and should prolly hurry home soon that morning then wait till the afternoon. As we are heading back to Illinois from Indiana the pain just kept getting worse. Finally getting to town get the phone call my grandma is doing alot better and is being released. Great news so we head over to get my blood work done. As we are walking into the doctors office I felt IT. I look at my husband and tell him I need to go to the rest room. We are just at a urgent care as it's the weekend and the lab is still open. He helps me down the hall to the bathroom. He goes in the mens I go in the womens. As I go to check I see it. I see my baby/sac. I hollered for my husband to come into the bathroom. He come in and said he was going to get a nurse. They rush back to the bathroom to help me. These nurses were the most amazing women iv ever had the pleasure to have as nurses. They dont deal with this very often at all and they took the best care of me and my family. They sat our other 3 kids up in another exam room next to the one I'm in. They are shocked with how well I'm dealing with this. I'm not sure why but this time around I'm at peace I'm ok. My first misscarriage i was hurt, angry, mad at everything. Iv had 3 healthy pregnancy 3 healthy babies why is this happening. I hated seeing or hearing about my nephews girlfriend being pregnant as they are due a little over a week after what my due date June 9th 2019. But this time this time is different I believe this is God telling me I need to be here for my little sister. She needs my help to heal from her loss. She cant handle watching me go through my pregnancy while she loses her first. I'm her big sister I'm her protector and she needs me and il be by her side before she goes to sleep and il be by her side when shes waking up.