I did actually. It was 20th December. I was only light so hoped for the best. We went away to Glasgow I didn't drink but made the concert. Done a little bit of shopping.
The week we were home I took my mum and partners mum out for lunch. Took his mum to church Christmas Eve (I did struggle as was in pain by then). I was in a and e 7-9pm trying to get them to treat my water infection after being messed around by 111 and my gp for 5 days.
Christmas morning I managed to go and see my partners little one open his presents. See his mum. Went to my own mums and had lunch and see my nephew open his gifts.
It sounds a lot now but I was adamant I wouldn't spoil anyone's Christmas by morning (even though I had a right to!!). I took the stance that it was nothing I had done and nothing I could do would change it and I was grateful for all the things we did have this year.
I even went out with friends on the 28th. I ummed and ahhed and decided it would do me good. The epu rang me as I was heading out and the midwife rang me about my upcoming appointment and as soon as I sat down 🤦🏼♀️. A couple of my friends were talking about a pregnancy scare and how they were panicking (ended up being late period due to flu and covid vax 🤯) so I was a bit quiet then. They actually asked if I was ok 😢. I didn't end up getting wasted and acting a fool... my friend did as she wants to leave her husband...
Tbh carrying on with "life" done me good. Seeing other people and talking about other things and not being stuck in the bloody house. My partner said I should go sick... I'll be getting up at 5:30 tomorrow and heading to work and keeping busy.
I hope you can manage your week too. If not, you can't ... no two miscarriages are the same and you've done amazing already 😘