Quick update from me and then that's me. After more (mild) spotting, I just felt things weren't right. The EPU couldn't see me til Mon morning so I went to a private scanning place and found that my little baby stopped developing at 6w4d - I'm 8w2d- and there was no heartbeat. My dh and son are still in Spain so I'm here alone with dd which is a bit shit. They'll be home on Sunday. I've an ERPC on Monday.
I told my mother on the phone this evening - only told her cos there was something she wanted me to do on Tues so just told her the truth - and she did her usual 'You're fine, you'll be fine' etc. I'm never allowed by her to be down, I have to be the one who's ok. LOADS of counselling later, it REALLY REALLY pisses me off that there's nothing that's happened on our very long road to parenthood that's been bad enough in her eyes for her to let me wallow in misery for more than 10 seconds. My sister on the other hand (who I fortunately love) only has to have a sniffle and it's 'poor sis, she's exhausted by this cold.' Sick. Of. It.
Rant over and congratulations if you've got to the end of it.
The very very best of luck to all those on this thread and I hope things go well for you all. It just wasn't meant to be for us.