I had a mc two weeks ago today. It was early, I already have 2 beautiful daughters, the pregnancy wasn’t planned - but my heart is still broken. I feel racked with pain and anxiety; my body is tense, I’m short of breath and I’m finding that getting on day to day is a real struggle and getting worse, not better. I never expected this to happen and I feel so much anger about it and so much sadness. I know how lucky I am to have my girls and I can’t ever understand how much harder many other women have it, yet none of that stops this from hurting immensely and I feel like I’m really struggling. I don’t really know the point of this post other than to get this out of my head. I’ve talked about how I’m feeling to my family and friends, I’ve cried, I’ve written, I’ve prayed but I’m under a heavy cloud right now. I’m pining for the baby and future I lost; I want lie down and howl about it and I just feel so robbed, so devastated.