That's about it really. MMC in April this year, this time I had no idea I was pregnant as I was fairly sure I'd had an AF last week.
Went to the walk-in clinic with some heavy bleeding and it turned out I'd lost the second baby. A hard day waiting in A&E to find out whether or not the pregnancy was ectopic, waiting in the early pregnancy unit for a scan surrounded by baby magazines and parenting stuff, and staying in the hospital wondering what on earth would happen next.
And now.. out of hospital and told to rest, switch on the TV to blow-by-blow accounts of the royal birth. It's everywhere - Facebook, newspapers, TV, seems like there's no neutral haven anywhere. I mean, good luck to her and everything, but I'm not really up to having this all in my face today. And then I look like a bitter old stick because I can't put my troubles aside to be happy for someone else.
Not really sure what the point of this post is - how on earth do the rest of you manage, I guess?