My husband and I found out at our 9w ultrasound (Nov3) that I had a silent miscarriage. We waited another two weeks for my body to figure it out but still nothing. At this point our baby had died 5weeks prior and the doctors felt that even if I started bleeding on my own, I likely wouldn’t pass all the tissue and so they recommended I have a D&C. I thought that once I was no longer pregnant, we could start healing. It’s been 3weeks since the D&C and I feel like I’ve just gone back to when we first found out. I can’t help torturing myself thinking about what our child would’ve been like, to hold it so tightly. My husband has thrown himself into work and sports and I feel like I’m being punished for having lost our child. I want so badly for us to help each other find comfort and instead I feel so alone and guilty for losing our baby and guilty for not having the strength to let him cope the way he needs to. He’s doing it because he’s miserable, he’s a very sensitive man you see, and this broke him. He says when he works or plays sports he doesn’t think and that helps him feel better.

Has anyone else been through something similar?