Today DH's friend came to stay with us and she mentioned the funeral process for a sisters miscarried baby. We were all a few drinks in and unprepared for such a conversation.
What struck me was that DH hadn't mentioned to her what we had been through as neither of them understood my reaction to the story. He was so relieved that I had survived the ectopic pregnancy I experienced almost a year ago that he had not thought about what we lost.
Am I mad for still thinking about it?