I had a miscarriage at 10 weeks a couple of days ago, and my whole world has fallen apart. I was in hospital, the pain was unbearable and I was completely alone. I passed my baby in the A&E toilet. The nurse said it would be “just tissue” but I held my perfect tiny baby in my hands and they had the most beautiful little hands and feet with perfect fingers and toes. I loved them so much.
I can’t get the image out of my head. I want my baby back so, so much. I can’t bear it.
Does the pain fade? Will the memory of seeing and feeling my perfect little baby in my hands ever stop haunting me?
I feel so, so alone.