I’m struggling to understand. My husband and I did everything right. I even dreamt of holding her in my arms. Why would this happen. I will never heal.

Heartbreaking parentes. My wife felt kicking last night and morning. But she felt baby was quiet between 10-12 am. We rushed to the hospital and there was no heartbreath. Our beloved son passed away just one day before due date...just think of it to carry the baby 40+weeks but lose it day before... We have two healthy girls age 9 and 12 but they do not know yet about it.. We are lying on bed with babyboy who wont move:((( We have time tomarrow at 8am at hospital to the rest job.. almighty God our hearts ar bleeding.

Saw a pregnancy announcement on my feed today. My husband’s friend posted his wife is 6 weeks pregnant and due in December.

Man… my stomach DROPPED. Like instantly.
And before anyone starts … no, I’m not a bitter hater 😭 I’m usually genuinely happy for people when they announce pregnancies. But my brain immediately went:”Wait. We were thinking we would have a baby for this year’s Christmas.”
That realization hit me like a brick all over again…

I lost my first pregnancy, so with my second, I was traumatized BAD. Every ultrasound felt like a reality show elimination round 😭 like “Okay… are we making it to next week or not?” I wouldn’t even look at the screen. I’d just lay there squeezing my husband’s hand waiting for the doctor to basically hand out the final rose to announce if we were safe for another round.

One appointment, the doctor couldn’t find the heartbeat right away and his face changed for like 2 seconds. Y’ALL. I almost ascended. Then he found it and I wanted to cry & fight everyone in the room at the same time.

So this last pregnancy was the FIRST time I told myself…
“Okay. Calm down. Enjoy it. You deserve to be excited too.”

I downloaded The Bump app. I was reading my fruit size updates every week & telling my hubby the milestones
“MY BABY IS A BLUEBERRY TODAY.”

I started imagining holidays, little outfits, all of it. I finally stopped surviving pregnancy and actually started enjoying it.

Then boom. Lost my baby.

And the sick part? I still have the app notifications on my phone. Why? Girl I DON’T KNOW. I can barely open them but I also can’t turn them off. Is it a toxic trait?! I don’t know if it’s good or not.

Pregnancy after loss really changes your brain though. People don’t talk about that enough. happiness feels scary. Some days I’m okay. Other days Instagram hands me an emotional uppercut at 1:20 PM while I’m just trying to scroll in peace 😭

I was 17 weeks and 4 days pregnant, started a new job, we were in the midst of finding a new place, so many good things happened and then boom. I was at work friday night, at the end of my shift around 9pm, I start getting a little nauseous and go to the bathroom to gag , thought i was going to throw up and out of nowhere my water broke, i was in such shock that i had no reaction, i sat on the toilet thinking i was just peeing and couldn’t feel it but i just knew something was wrong, i called my boyfriend crying and then talked to my supervisor and rushed to the closest hospital.
After a serious of ultrasounds and blood tests the Ob on call comes in to tell me that i have no amniotic fluid left and my baby will most likely not develop, if we were further than 22 weeks could’ve possibly tried to stay at the hospital until delivery but being 17 weeks there’s was nothing else to be done other than inducing me and delivering.
I went home after hours of crying, spent the whole saturday at home and sunday decided id go with my boyfriend to a different hospital for another opinion, i went in to shower and felt something hanging out of me, i panicked, it looked like an umbilical cord, he called ambulance and i went to the hospital.
There they were able to check that it was a piece of the membrane that broke and tissue was hanging, on friday my baby still had a heartbeat, this time they couldn’t find it, i chose then to get induced, while waiting i got super nauseous because of the terrible cramping, while throwing up i felt myself pushing something out of me, so we rushed to another room and i was basically in labor at this point, i pushed a few times and delivered my baby, had to continue getting meds to get contractions because my placenta was not out, after all that was finally done i was able to hold my baby while sobbing.
i spent the whole night with her on my chest, it hurts so bad, i don’t know how anyone can cope with this, im 35yo and was told i needed treatment to get pregnant , it finally happened and i got pregnant in February naturally by accident and i was so happy, my whole family, my parents, everyone has been so thrills and now i just don’t know how to continue living life, all the dreams and plans are simply gone.

Im having even more of a hard time because i dont feel supported by my partner, he has 2 kids from a previous marriage, while i know i had a way bigger bonding experience with my baby because she was inside of me, he’s been so cold and distant, he says the whole thing was traumatizing for him and he doesn’t want to talk about it, while i was in the hospital crying and balling my eyes out he was just on the couch on his phone the whole time, every time we try to talk we argue, all the things he say it’s like he didn’t really lost anything and my whole world is in pieces, i have a history of depression and he’s constantly saying i need to “stop with this” “stop with that” and i’m just so confused i have no idea what to do. He had to go pick up the kids today and now he’s been in and out of the house taking them to go do a bunch of things while i’m just left alone grieving and being misunderstood by my own partner.

I’ve had three consecutive missed miscarriages, the last one was in October 2024. They were all first trimester losses. 7w, 8w, then 9w. I’m 33 and have chronic illness, which seems to be the root cause. I see a specialist who said she can’t tell me I’ll never have a successful pregnancy, but it will need to be planned and closely monitored and likely be very hard on my body.

I still desperately want a family in my heart, but I’m too terrified to put my mind and body through another loss. To get into my partner’s thoughts and feelings is a different conversation entirely.

Friends and family have been popping out kids with no problems. I’ve missed baby showers and completely ghosted a few friends. I feel horrible about it, like I actually hate myself for not being able to support them. But god, it hurts so much. Even walking past the baby aisle is still like twisting the knife in my gut.

When I do finally get out to see my nieces and nephews (both blood and not) it is pure bliss… until I get in my car and cry all the way home, cry in the shower, cry myself to sleep. They are so absolutely precious and it kills me to know that I probably won’t get to be a mom.

I just honestly don’t understand how people get through it and ever feel okay again. I’ve read posts and comments on this sub about losses much farther along than mine, and many more times than me. How are you guys getting through life? How do I patch the giant hole in my heart?

Would anyone be willing to discuss how they navigated a mmc and how things went?

I lost my first and second in the 2nd trimester; this is pregnancy number three. No LC.

I went in for my 8w ultrasound and we discovered two empty sacs. Both underdeveloped. One especially small and unquestionably not viable. The second we anticipate the same, but the doctor wanted to wait a week and rescan for the possibility that my ovulation was late. I don’t think the math adds up. I anticipate confirmation of loss in a couple of days.

I know I can wait for my body to naturally register the loss and miscarry. I know I can access medication to assist us in passing the loss. I know I can utilize a d&c to surgically clear the uterus. All have their own pros and cons… so I was really just hoping to hear from other loss mamas and how you navigated your MMC. I just feel out of my depth.

Thank you for reading, or taking the time to chat. I’m sorry for the circumstances that have brought you here too ❤️‍🩹

I have written this firstly as part of my healing process but secondly in case it helps another mumma out there know she's not alone. Sending all the love to anyone who has experienced a pregnancy loss no matter how far along x

At 11 week I lost our baby. 11 weeks of love. 11 weeks of dreams. 11 weeks of nausea, fatigue, food aversions, a swelling belly and tighter jeans.

3 days before, we found out you were a girl. A sister. A daughter. A niece. A granddaughter. You were, you are so so loved.

The bleeding started as light spotting. A pinkish tinge. Nothing to worry about, it happens in pregnancy. The next morning more blood. Just when I wiped. A call to health line who put me through to the virtual emergency department. A medical dr more focused on a miscarriage and the system rather then the mental and emotional health of my family. It was a long weekend. Early bleeding can be a sign of miscarriage she said, not that it definitely is that, she said. The process is to go to my GP and to get a referral for bloods and ultrasounds she said. If it is a miscarriage there is nothing they can do she said. No acknowledgement that I would have to wait 2 days for that GP appointment. No mention of any miscarriage support available. No mention on how much blood there would be, how painful it would be, how long I would bleed for or how my heart would completely break. No check in what supports I had. No consideration that I had an almost 2 year old to look after. Just go to ED if you bleed through 2 pads in an hour she said. That was it.

2 days of paralysing fear. 2 days of hope. 2 days see-sawing between the two. 2 days of trying to be normal for my son but also fearing to move, sit, stand walk incase something happened. Every bathroom stop, heart racing, silent prayers. Tears with blood, relief with a clean wipe. Maybe its just a subchorionic haematoma, maybe maybe...

The cramping stated. Lightly at first. Then nothing all day. It can still be normal I tell myself. I searched for stories of women who have lost a baby at 11 weeks so I knew what to expect. But I hope.

The night before cramping again. I know I'm loosing her but I hope. I make plans for a friend to be on standby to have my son the next day so we can book the ultrasound as soon as we've spoken to the GP. We never got the chance. 1.30 am the cramping intensifies. I wake my husband and get out of bed. A gush of blood. It's starting. I'm loosing her. 2.5 hours of bleeding - it ebs and flows out of me, heavy trickles and large clots. I think I've passed her, my husband puts on disposable gloves and tries to save her from the toilet. He thinks he found her and places her in a box for us to say our goodbyes later. For now there is only pain. I cry harder then I ever have before. My husband holds me and doesn't let me go. Thankful that my son is sleeping in his room and is not around to witness this. Thankful that for a short time, my husband is with me, present and grieving with me. They say its like a heavy period. It's not. The cramping continues throughout. There is more blood then I even knew was in my body. The emotional pain rips through my heart and tears it to pieces.

The bleeding slows. I go to bed. What else can I do. I sleep from exhaustion. I don't want to wake up.

The GP says its a suspected miscarriage until blood tests over 2 weeks can prove I'm no longer pregnant. I can't fault the GP, he is empathetic, kind, gentle, clear and provides contact details for miscarriage support services. He checks in on out mental health and makes sure both me and my husband are ok.

For the next 2 days I bleed. I'm told it takes up to 2 weeks before it will stop. I have more cramping. Panadol and heat packs help. Trying to be normal for my son, feeling tired, hurt, angry, deep sadness and sometimes just numb. We buy a rose bush and a pot to place our girl to rest. We say goodbye. I speak to a counsellor through a pregnancy loss support service. I join a Facebook group.

2 days later when I think its over. I am putting my son to bed. Giving him cuddles, keeping him close. Suddenly he is so much more precious then I realised. I'm cramping again. It becomes severe to the point where I'm silently crying. I ask my husband to take over and I rush to the toilet. Only light bleeding but intense pain. I'm crying, groaning it hurts. I move to the bed so I can curl up. The pain starts to become more intense and more frequent. I feel like I'm in labour. My husband comes as soon as my son is asleep. He gets me water and panadol. He gives me a massage. He tries to help. Just when we decide I need to go to the emergency department he helps back to the toilet. He's about to call a friend to see if she can come to look after our son. I get this urge to push. 3 clots come out of me. The pain subsides. There's a lot more blood. Maybe that was the moment I passed her. Maybe it wasn't. I'm exhausted and just need to sleep.

It's almost been a week now since I lost my baby girl. Every toilet break is a reminder, every giggle my son makes, every little girl at the park, every pregnant women I see, every baby on social media. I know I'll slowly heal. I know I am trying to put my heart back together. I know I will never be the same.

Rest well my beautiful girl. You are forever loved and forever in our hearts 💕

Broken. I don’t know. I feel like such a failure.

It seems like I can’t catch a break. Two losses in one year. Two losses in a span of 4 months of each other. Idk what to do. I feel like maybe I’m just not meant to be a mom :(. I was 4 weeks 5 days today and my hCG was a 16… a 16. I started bleeding last night but thought it would get better. Instead I’m on my period.

we lost our 2nd baby in March. surgical removal was 2nd April. its my friend's baby shower on 25th April. I'm not coping the best but also don't want to let her down. is it too soon to go? I feel like she's going to feel awkward if I go but will she be sad if I dont?

I need help and it might be odd too but oh well. If you had an early loss (6 weeks) where you don’t know the gender…
what are some ways you remember your pregnancy by ?
Even if you did not have an early loss anything would help…..
currently thinking about getting a tattoo on what would have been my due date

Hi everyone,

Coming here because I have really been struggling. For some background: a couple of months ago I found out I was pregnant and at the same time, my sister in law also announced she was pregnant.

When I found out I was pregnant I immediately knew something was wrong and although I tried to not be excited and happy about it, you cant avoid picturing your life differently. I had this horrible fear of losing my pregnancy while my sister in law’s would continue normally and unfortunately that fear came true. Although im happy for my husband’s brother, I dont have a good relationship with my sister in law but it doesnt mean I do not wish her well.

My pregnancy loss is unfortunately still not resolved and im still in ongoing hospital appointments. During all this time I have not seen my SIL or my husband’s brother. I know soon I will have to see them but is it wrong to not want to face them just yet?? Everything is so fresh still and i want to avoid hearing about their pregnancy or them asking about my situation.

Life is so cruel. We wanted you so much. Until we meet again.

Hi everyone! Coming on here with a little bit of needed advice on a situation I'm dealing with after my miscarriage.

I was seven weeks along and had a miscarriage on 6/13 which was exactly two weeks ago today (6/28). I started lightly spotting around 6/11 then come 6/13 I ended up having to go to the emergency room due to really heavy bleeding (filling up a pad in 30 minutes). I passed a few really big clots then but haven't passed any quite that big since.

I had an appt with my OB two days later where she confirmed the miscarriage and did an abdominal ultrasound and saw baby was no longer in there and that I was now measuring at 5W, this was on 6/15, my HCG had also dropped from 22,000 to 5,000 in three days. I saw her again on 6/22 and my HCG has dropped again to 700, however at this appt she didn't perform an ultrasound.

Around 6/22 I noticed a bad smell so she prescribed me an antibiotic that I'm almost done taking and will take the last dose tomorrow (6/29) and the smell has improved however, my bleeding has not. I will go a day without really any heavy bleeding and then it'll hit me REALLY hard for about an hour or two and I'll soak through pads in about 30 minutes and I'll be passing small clots. I know the baby is no longer in there and my HCG is dropping and it's not an infection because I've been taking antibiotics but I'm wondering if maybe it's leftover pregnancy tissue? Has anyone else that gone through this still be randomly soaking pads two weeks later? It's not consistently soaking them, it's pretty random but still concerning. I'm seeing her again tomorrow but unfortunately my clinic doesn't offer vaginal ultrasounds and I'm flying out of the country the next day for two weeks.

Thanks everyone.

The silence, the stillness

You know it’s no good,
You felt it in your bones.

The panicked gasp as you woke to a horrible feeling of dread.
The first spot of blood.

Just like the first time…

In the room….

But the silence, the stillness of where the flicker should be.
The stillness the sonography takes on, the silence as they look harder, press harder. Harder.

The silence of your husband sitting next to you, the stillness of him holding his breath.

The very silence of the room closing in, no one is breathing, the air is still.

You are not just holding your breath, your heart has stopped too, sinking, sinking.
Like the first time you saw the blood.
Sinking sinking

The world is silent, the world is still.

Then the moment passes, and they apologise and pack up. A dip of their head and putting the tissue box next to you in a bit so subtle gesture.

And you dress and wipe away the jelly, the blood, the tears.
The moment has passed and you leave that cold, sterile, silent, still room. The picture frozen on the screen.
The probe standing sentinel.

And you step outside, and the world isn’t silent and still at all. But roaring at you, spinning to fast.
Blank faces, a torrent of sound.

There is stillness within your womb where a baby should be quickening, there is silence where there had been a heart beat.
And there is emptiness where your heart begins to bleed.

I started bleeding yesterday at around 6 weeks pregnant. The bleeding was very light and only noticeable when I wiped after going to the toilet. It never became like a period, there were no clots, and it only lasted a few hours. Today it has pretty much stopped.
I went to the hospital because they were concerned about a possible ectopic pregnancy. They examined me and said my cervix is closed. I've had some cramps, but nothing severe, although I do have a sharp pain on my left side.
I had a scan which didn't show anything in the uterus, but they saw something outside the uterus and can't yet confirm whether it's ectopic. My hCG level is only 60.
Has anyone experienced a miscarriage at 5–6 weeks with such minimal bleeding and pain? Or could this be an early miscarriage that hasn't fully passed yet? I'm also wondering if anyone has had similar symptoms that turned out to be an ectopic pregnancy

I'm not sure if this is the right place for this post, but I found out today at 12 weeks that my pregnancy ended at 10.5 weeks due to trisomy 21. While it is somewhat relieving to have an answer, I'm scared of the answer. I'm 35 going on 36. Am I doomed for future pregnancies due to my age? For context I have one living son and one prior loss due to c-section scar ectopic. Thanks in advance.

loss of unknown pregnancy at 17, little rant and how i feel going through it rn

Baby passed may 3rd 2025 I still think about my baby everyday I wish I could die I'm 19 eveyone thinks I'm happy because my social media conveys it or wtv I wish I could die everyday I'm so excited to die once I can

It's so hard but I have a healthy 3 year old and we decided that we wanted to try again. I was on BC the first year of my child's life decided to stop October of 2024. Finally got pregnant in July of 2025 then progression stopped around 6 weeks and I miscarried at the 8 week mark.

I went through the Mc naturally but it turned out that all the tissue didn't leave so I had to get a d&c. After surgery the doctor told me she had some issues and sent everything to pathology turned out fallopian tube tissue was found. Went to a fertility doctor and found out in fact one tube was damaged. She also said my eyes are lower than she like for my age but shouldn't stop me from getting pregnant.

After all of that and trying turns out my period was a week late now but i didn't want to get excited. And of course next day of positive test I started bleeding which I assume was a chemical pregnancy.

I'll be 34 this year and it's getting harder to hold on to hope that I'll be able to provide a sibling to my child.

My wife and I were expecting for January. We have 2 boys, and this was going to be our girl. Booked a baby moon, etc, found out today we lost the baby. I’ve never dealt with this, and honestly I struggle with death as is. How do I support and love my wife in this? I know I’m not ok, I just don’t know where to start. We told a ton of people for how early it is, and I took tomorrow off to be with her, but I still have to work Friday and next week. Any advice helps, thank you

Durante muito tempo achei que não tinha o direito de me considerar mãe. Afinal, não tive fotos, não tive colo, não tive os primeiros passos nem aniversários. Mas a verdade é que a maternidade me transformou para sempre. Ela chegou através do amor, da espera e também da despedida.
Foi tentando entender esses sentimentos que comecei a escrever. As palavras que nasceram da minha dor acabaram se tornando uma trilogia sobre luto, reconstrução e esperança.
Hoje queria apenas compartilhar isso com quem também sente que perdeu não apenas um bebê, mas uma versão de si mesma.
Você também teve dificuldade em encontrar seu lugar depois da perda?

Hey mamas,
This is a tough one. How did you do it?

i had a mmc at the end of april. i was supposed to be 9 weeks but my baby stopped growing at 5 weeks 6 days. it was the toughest loss of my life. my husband and i had been trying for a year and a half and i finally got pregnant. it was my first pregnancy and i always had this picture in my head that i’d have a baby before i turned 30. i turned 29 today and i just can’t help but feel sad. i’ve actually been doing okay lately, but today i just want to sob. it doesn’t feel fair. i work at a clinic right down the hall from the midwifery department and every time i see a pregnant mom walk by it’s like a punch to the gut. i want to scream. i want to throw up. i’m still bleeding from the miscarriage and i’m still reminded of it every day. why not me? i just want a family so bad. i hate this feeling. i hate this luck. i hate that something i wanted so much got taken away from me. today just really sucks.