I've just lost my first pregnancy a week ago. It was very much a wanted pregnancy and my husband and I had been trying for a few months. I was 10 weeks when I went to A&E with bleeding, and after an ultrasound they thought it might have been a missed miscarriage.
The physical symtoms have eased down and bleeding nearly stopped. The heartache hasn't and this past week has been without a doubt the worst week of my life.
As it was our first pregnancy and we'd been trying for a few months, we were very excited about it and ended up telling a few people before the 12 week scan. We didn't make a big announcement, but there were a couple of events I had to go to where I would have raised suspicion if I didn't join in the usual way, and as those friends knew we were trying anyway, we decided to just let them know. We've also told a few members of our family a bit before the 12 week scan because we weren't sure when we'd be able to see them next with our work scheduled and the distance between us. We weren't thinking about the worst outcome anyway, by that point I'd had no signs to tell me anything was wrong.
We told everyone who knew that I had a miscarriage not long after it happened, mostly because we both wanted to get those difficult conversations out of the way sooner rather than later and let ourselves start healing. Circumstances made it so that other close members of the family found out (not anything we're mad about, we were going to tell them ourselves anyway just because everyone was expecting us to have a baby and people had been asking about updates, and we wanted to avoid any questions the next time we saw them that might re-open wounds).
However, I feel like the support has been a bit mixed. Some of the friends and family who were told are closer to my husband (they don't have anything against me and we get along, but they were initially his friends and family), and while they've expressed their sympathies to him, they haven't acknowledged me in any way. A couple of my closest friends have checked in on me, which I'm grateful for, and I'm not saying I was expecting this whole shower of affection and sympathy, but not even an acknowledgment in any way? I try to put myself in people's shoes and think what I would if someone close-ish went through this, I don't think I would have blanked them out completely and now that I've been through it myself, I definitely would check in, not necessarily to talk about it and stir up their feelings again, but just a little reminder that I'm still thinking about them.
I feel like I'm treated like a broken woman now, like somehow people are afraid this will rub on them too if they talk to me, and in a way I almost feel like I'm being silently punished for not waiting the traditional 12 weeks to tell anyone. I feel very guilty and I'm definitely not going to repeat the mistake of telling anyone for as long as humanly possible next time.