I had a miscarriage a month ago, and I'm back to normal activities.
But I'm really struggling with some aspects of real life. I keep thinking how many weeks I would be. I can't bear to talk to my sister who is was six weeks ahead of me so is now 18 weeks pregnant 
this morning on the train two pregnant women were comparing bumps.
And I just feel this awful sense of emptiness. like nothing will make me happy again. 
sorry for the sad post