I was 10 weeks, I had just heard the heartbeat at 9 weeks. I had been having bleeding but they thought I was at risk for placenta previa, put me on bed rest, and told me everything would be fine. I came back in a week later and they said there was no heartbeat. It obviously wasn’t fine like they said it would be. I’m still so confused and hurt and the physical pain was nothing compared to the constant emotional pain. I want to curl up in a ball and cry all day but I can’t. Seeing my babies little hands and feet and the little eyes...it was all too much for me. I think about it all the time having to see my baby so tiny that it barely looks human. I’m only 23, I’m healthy, no drugs, no alcohol, nothing, and I still lost my baby. Nothing makes sense anymore.