I had a D&C for a MMC exactly 3 calendar months ago yesterday.
I thought things were getting better, I thought I was healing emotionally. DH and I even decided on Sunday to not try again (we have DS age 2.3) and I am sure we've made the right decision. We were 60:40 about trying for DC2, so it's not the shock of the miscarriage talking.
But it seems like every person I know through child stuff, so see on a regular basis (I'm a SAHM) is pregnant with DC2 or has a newborn. I love these friends, yet this week I can't bear to see them. They know about my MMC and have been supportive.
I know there will be sad times still. I'm really dreading what would have been my due date, I was prepared for that. What I was not prepared for was such overwhelming sadness night now.
Sorry for the ramble, but some days I've had enough of all this and needed to vent in a way we only can to strangers.