Miscarriage and sadness

This is my 2nd miscarriage. This time we went in at 5 weeks and was progressing like I was supposed to be and could see the sac. My husband, who originally didn't want to tell till my 2nd trimester, got excited and told on Christmas. I began miscarrying on the 28th and finally passed everything at home on NYE. What a way to start the new year. This being my second I am able to cope better but my first took about 2 weeks for me to get back to normal. Hang in there. There is a beautiful baby awaiting all of us. 

I had my miscarriage on the 17th. Christmas was hard for me that's the day we were going to tell everyone the good news.

I miscarried for the second time in November. I didn't realize that people think there should be time constraints on how long I should grieve for. I'm legitimately depressed. I've never had depression before. It's not a word that I take lightly. I feel completely alienated by those around me. They cannot understand how I feel. I've finally decided to contact a therapist. I need to get these feelings out. And I'm also going to do couples counseling with my husband because he just doesn't get it. The fact that I feel this way makes me feel like a complete failure. 

Life has to go on and it hurts to see other people happy while ur sad and suffering but its no ones fault. Just give time to yourself away from them. Maybe that will help.

We lost our first baby Dec 15 last year. I totally understand exactly how you are feeling. We were only about 5 weeks along when we lost her. Mourning the loss of your baby is a long journey and as we remembered again this year it was still pretty hard. We try our best to find the joy in our love for one another. We will see both of our babies again someday. I'm sorry you are going through this tough time right now but I am praying for you and yours. 

I have also miscarried and reading these stories I see everyone has a d&c. My doctor gave me pills to get everything out but never spoke of a d&c. Is it a must?

I SO feel you. I had my 12 week appt on 12/23, finally getting less nervous as I was approaching the end of the 'danger zone' and I had previously miscarried in september, I was feeling good. During the ultrasound, the tech turned the monitor away from me and told me there was no heartbeat. They shuffled me into a room and gave me some very clinical info from a printout and told me because of the holidays they wouldn't be able to schedule my d&c until this week. Devastated does not even begin to describe it. I ended up being rushed to the ER that night in severe pain and they did the d&c 12/24. Since then- I have never been so depressed in my life. I can't eat, I can't sleep, I try to distract myself to prevent myself from crying continuously. I'm so thankful for my husband, he's taking such good care of me and making sure I eat and rest. I just feel like all the joy and life has been sucked from me and I have nothing left. I miss my baby so much. We had already told me whole family and our friends, my mom had bought me maternity clothes for christmas and had to hastily exchange them. A gift slipped through from a coworker that was in a bag that said 'momma to be' and I cried for hours just looking at the bag. I havw a panic disorder, and have been heavily medicated to keep my condition in control previous to my pregnancy, but I don't want to go back on the meds. I just want to feel.. something. Hopeful, happy, not terribly depressed.. anything. Last night was the first time I could let my husband even see me naked after the miscarriage. Though  e assures me otherwise, I feel like a failure as a woman. I want to get pregnant again so badly. Much love to all the angel mamas out there ❤️

I'm with you. I lost my twins somewhere around Christmas at 18w and still have yet to get the D&E due to the holidays or go into labor (whichever comes first). Last night was hard for me. My husband was trying to be nice and asked me what my goals and hopes are for the new year, I just started bawling because what I thought this year would bring has changed. There will be no babies 😥. My hopes and dreams for the new year are shattered. I can't even think about any good that could happen right now. If my husband does get me to smile or think I'm happy for a second, I feel guilty and instantly start crying. Life just sucks right now.

When I miscarried my first pregnancy at 13 weeks, I took 1.5 weeks off work because I emotionally just wasn't ready to go out. Thankful I have a job where that wasn't a problem. It took several more weeks after that to return to my normal routine of doing dishes, laundry, etc. Take all the time you need!