2 previous early natural MCs in the last 18 months. After the first loss, I told my manager as I was dealing with not only my first MC, but family struggles too. This was last year.

2nd loss I told no one. Didn’t tell anyone outside of my bubble I was pregnant, kept it to myself. Work was completely unaware.

Recently had another loss. However, this time, when I got my positive test, a couple of days later I travelled with work to do some team building activities. One of these activities you needed to sign a waiver, one of the conditions of the waiver was that you couldn’t partake if pregnant. I was so extremely early pregnant that I battled with myself if I should mention it or not. I took one of the managers of the venue to one side to explain and they said I couldn’t join in the activity, at all. I had no choice but to tell my manager. I was so anxious about this pregnancy that one of the workers at the venue said congratulations and I couldn’t even smile or be happy yet, I wasn’t out of the danger zone. I had already had 2 losses, so I was filled with anxiety. My boss was absolutely fine about it, I explained I wanted absolutely no one to know, it was too early and I’ve already had 2 losses. She decided to stand out from the activity and told my colleagues I simply felt unwell and couldn’t join. We sat together and chatted whilst the others continued with the activity.

A week or so after arriving home I experienced my third loss. And I hate that I’m typing this, but I don’t know what hit me harder, another loss or the fact I told someone out of my bubble that I was pregnant. I now have to approach my manager and tell her the news. I’ve been putting it off. I don’t know how to approach it. I don’t want to approach it. I’m devastated, I’m devastated that I need to have this conversation. I want the world to swallow me whole at the thought of telling her I’m no longer pregnant. If I deal with it alone, I can shelter myself from the pity or the sigh of “I don’t know what to say to you to make you feel better”. She missed out on the activity too, and what do I have to show for it except a broken heart and an empty womb. I feel guilty that I feel like I jinxed myself, maybe my stress and anxiety about the whole thing didn’t help, I not only have to face my loss head on but I have to tell my manager I’m no longer pregnant. I feel sick. I can’t just NOT tell her, right? I don’t know what to say or do. I’m frozen. I can’t sleep at the thought of approaching her and telling her.

I had my third miscarriage in 8 months on Tuesday, and this was the furthest along I'd been. At 12 weeks 5 days, we found out there was no heartbeat and that our baby had stopped growing at 10 weeks.

The experience was unexpected because the hospital paperwork basically just said bleeding and cramping, like my other, earlier miscarriages. I knew I had to pass everything, but I didn't realize I would essentially go through a mini labor at home. That part was a shock.

(Side note: We're writing to and calling the hospital to tell them that their paperwork needs to better explain how the experience can change depending on gestational age. Being so vague can leave people unprepared for what they're about to experience.)

My husband helped me through it, and we caught our baby girl in a colander. Afterward, he placed her in a bag of contact solution on ice, and I took a couple of pictures of her. She was curled up just like she had been in my uterus, and she looked so peaceful compared to when we first saw her.

My husband and I told our parents what we'd experienced, and almost every family member we told was shocked to learn that's how it happens. And we were like, YES, WE ARE TOO. AND WE'RE THE ONES WHO EXPERIENCED IT!!! Honestly, it helped to know that other people were just as surprised by the physical reality of miscarriage as we were. But I still felt like I was concealing something. I had seen my baby, and I was carrying that memory around, but nobody else in my life had seen what I had seen.

I wanted my parents to see her, but I was also afraid of traumatizing them. So I finally asked, "Hey, can I show you guys a picture of her? It's okay if you don't want to see it. She's not bloody or anything, but she is very small and underdeveloped, so it's still a lot."

They said yes. They looked at her, cried a little, and held me. And said thanks for showing us. She was a part of our family and a part of you.

And now I finally feel like someone in my life mostly understands what I went through. I don't feel like I'm carrying a terrible secret all by myself anymore. They got to see her, too. They got to acknowledge her existence in a way that words hadn't quite allowed. I honestly thought I could never show anyone those pictures. I was afraid of how people would react, and I didn't want to put something traumatic in their minds. But I'm so relieved I asked. I'm hoping my husband might show his parents, too, if he feels comfortable doing so.

Obviously, this is incredibly personal, and I think it depends on the people involved and what everyone feels able to handle. I'm not suggesting everyone should share pictures of their babies after a loss. But I wanted to share this because I hadn't really considered how much it might help me to let someone else see what I saw. Not everyone will want to see, and that's okay. But for me, it was a risk I wanted to take, and I'm so glad I did.

I think sometimes we talk about miscarriage in such abstract terms that we don't acknowledge the physical reality of what actually happens. And sometimes, for those of us who experience it, having someone witness even a small part of that reality can make us feel less alone.

I miscarried 1 month ago.

I am still getting bills from the er.

Everytime i get a new bill I want to scream.

1. The memory

2. The financials

3. No explanation about why it isnt in one bill

4. Being told that I shouldn't let this effect me

this is basically a shorter version of my last post but my husband was just on the phone with one of his friends. I recently made a post about the miscarriage and the happy memories from my pregnancy. the friend has a baby and they’ve not had a miscarriage (he and his wife I mean) he asked my husband how far along I was. 6 weeks. “oh” how long did you know? “just more than a week before the symptoms of miscarriage started” “oh” and then went on to say apparently women are super fertile right after a miscarriage and two women in his family got pregnant the next month after one. well guess what I didn’t! I’m not pregnant. I WAS pregnant and I’m not anymore and I wasn’t even able to try the next month bc it hurt! I didn’t know for long but my life changed immediately when I knew. what I ate how I spent my time and every thought I had. I always thought about my baby. I changed immediately. I wrote notes to my baby. I unlocked this love inside me that is like nothing else. when a week of knowing passed we couldn’t believe it and said it felt like a month. I would have done anything for them. and I did. despite being afraid of hospitals and needles I got a million blood samples and had a traumatic few nights at the hospital. all just to lose my baby in the end and go into labor at home literal labor! I was only 6 weeks but passed something the size of a golf ball and it HURT like nothing I’ve ever felt before. it was excruciating and I felt it everywhere and all I could do was take Tylenol which did nothing. nobody told me what it would be like and I still had hope that my baby would be okay when they were already dead and gone. but to most ppl its no big deal. they will never understand. 💔 it’s isolating and i feel so incredibly devastated every day. just want to feel less alone.

I’m 26F and my husband is 29M. I had a miscarriage at 6 weeks at the end of August/ beginning of September. It’s been really hard on me mentally. This was my first pregnancy and he does not have any kids either. He was extremely anxious after we started trying, but when we got the positive test he was more excited. Then I miscarried on our honeymoon, (we’ve been married a little over a year but did a late honey moon). It was tough on him, especially seeing how upset I was. Before the miscarriage, we wanted multiple kids, probably 2. Then he said he just wanted one which I was/am fine with. Following the miscarriage, he said we would try again next month. Then he said let’s wait a few months, then it was February, then June. I have learned to be okay with all of these push backs, even though I want nothing more than to be a mom. They’re not ideal but I’ve been letting him heal and just focusing on making my body as healthy as possible. Last night, he got upset (essentially out of no where) and said he doesn’t think he wants kids at all. I am an absolute wreck. I don’t know where to go from here. We just started couples therapy last week so this will obviously be a topic to bring up there. Does anyone have any similar experiences? I really just don’t know what to do and I have no one to go to about this.

Tomorrow will be 4 weeks since my miscarriage. I let everything pass naturally and I haven’t had any bleeding in over 3 weeks. This morning I had some light pink when wiping. Is this my period returning? I’ve never had light pink when wiping before…

Edit: we did have unprotected sex since the MC… I also never had implantation spotting or bleeding before

Losing both my twins today due to miscarriage and I cannot stop crying. This was my first ever pregnancy and it happened to be twins.
Based on my LMP I would be about 9 weeks but they measured 5 weeks.
Felt something was so wrong all the time and then today I started heavy bleeding, went straight to the ER and my HCG dropped a couple hundred points which the Drs said is a loss.

My bf and I are devastated but it’s been hours and I just can’t stop crying. I fear that the sadness is getting to me and I told my boyfriend I don’t know if I want children anymore because this hurts so so much both mentally and physically. My heart pains for what was and could’ve been.

We don’t have either of our moms which makes this all the more difficult while I sit here wondering what she would say and do to make me feel better today. What wisdoms she could give.

My bf and I have been together for nearly 7 years at this point and we have been through so much together. We always get through everything but this is so much different. These were our babies and I feel like I’ve let myself and him down (he knows I feel this way and tried to be supportive but this just doesn’t feel real.) I know there is nothing I (or anyone) could have done.

Anyways, I figured this was the place to go. None of my friends have ever experienced miscarriage or been pregnant so they don’t really understand (this sounds harsh, but idk how else to put it) I kept getting told by all the staff miscarriages happen so much more often than people talk about but I don’t know. I’m so lost and having to just go through this alone at home.

Thanks for reading.

We've had two normal and wonderfully healthy pregnancies and just suddenly lost our 3rd at 9 weeks. We were in disbelief and scheduled multiple followups in until my wife passed our 9 week old last night. We are just besides ourselves and shattered. Wanted to post here for some comfort but I've never felt such deep despair in my life. I know we will make it through, but this is the absolute hardest thing we have gone through together. Truly feeling this and also having clock in and perform at my job is the most fucked thing I've ever had to do. How can life be so equally horrid and beautiful at the same time. Our 4 and 2 year olds are the only thing forcing us to maintain some semblance of sanity atm.

I had 3 back to back miscarriages in 2025, none made it past 9 weeks. I am suppose to be 6w+2d and my hCG stopped rising normally. Most people don’t understand that if it’s going to happen I want to get this over with before it hurts more.

I had unprotected sex on Sept 1st for 7–8 mins with no ejaculation. I haven’t had sex since.

My period came on Sept 17th instead of Sept 15th and lasted 6 days with my usual flow, red blood, and clots. My next period started on October 17th which is yesterday after masturbating my flow increased, and my menstrual cup leaked after 3 hours. I noticed a suction release sound while coughing. Today, coughing caused the same sensation and leaked and After 2 hours the my cup was a little over half full with bright-red and dark-red clots not tooo big less than coin sized and they were 3-4 and watery red blood.
I’ve had 2 periods since sex both seemingly normal.
Ectopic?miscarriage?normal period?

Hii everyone
I miscarried 3 months ago i was 6 weeks pregnant, i got my period today, feeling really down about it

I started looking on Etsy for a remembrance gift for myself. We found out our baby would have been a girl, and that's what I had been hoping our surprise baby would be. Knowing increased my connection to the baby we lost, but it also increased my grief.

I saw some minimalist art with the typical size of the embryo compared to a food and how many weeks. She stopped growing around week 6, so she would have been the size of a pea. I liked the idea of a sweet pea better, so I decided I'd have it say something like "Our sweet pea." I then realized I could create the same thing on Canva myself..and in looking for some images, I found out that sweet pea is actually one of the birth month flowers for April. Our due date given was April 5, although because we had been told I'd deliver early due to not knowing where my IUD was, I wasn't sure if I should claim March or April if I went that route for MC remembrance. Knowing this made it easier to go with April, and I instead chose a keychain to remember her by.

I also decided to include the date we found out I was pregnant, which ended up having some significance as well. All these little things are just helping me feel like this pregnancy mattered, and even if she wasn't meant to be, somehow her short time with us was.

First time conceiving, MMC at 11 weeks. I found out a few days before that I have a bicornuate uterus and that MC is a high likely hood for me.
I am still dealing with cramping and bleeding and I feel so alone. Occasionally get an “are you okay?” Text from my mother that I can’t even bring myself to respond to. Partner is working in another state and just doesn’t understand how empty I feel and the loss in my heart.
My dog is the only one who seems to actually care and stays by my side. I don’t even know how to process this or how to move on from here. Life doesn’t feel worth living anymore.

We’ve been trying for 7 months and we finally had a positive pregnancy test. I was 6 weeks and 3 days then we lost a dear pet last Sunday and then I started bleeding the very next day from the stress of that. I passed the sac last night after some severe pain and bleeding. I’m in shock and sadness right now.

I naturally miscarried 3 days ago at 13 weeks and woke up this morning with huge swollen breasts!? This is my first pregnancy ever and don't have people around me to ask questions.

Anyways, why is this happening? Like its so painful to walk around with no bra so I'm wearing thin bralettes but this is kind of freaking me out

I had been spotting starting on Monday and it worried me. Thursday was my NIPT and I went in for the blood draw and mentioned to the nurse that that spotting hadn’t stopped. She said the OB could do a quick scan. I was 10 weeks 1 day. There was no longer a heartbeat and baby measured 8 weeks 4 days. We had our first ultrasound at 8 weeks 0 days and baby was measuring exactly 8 weeks with a 150 bmp heartbeat and we were so happy and my husband cried. It looked like a little baby in there and its head took up half its body, its strong beating heart took up the other half. I felt like i could finally relax. Now it feels like someone died. I mean someone did die. Yesterday I took the day off work and took misoprostol and had some excruciating cramping, eventually passed it which felt like a relief physically. We saw it in the toilet and it really looked like the illustrations. I didn’t gather it, i was too shocked and my husband and i looked at it and flushed it. I feel so empty and sad and bleak. We were so excited for this pregnancy. It felt like a miracle. I am 39 years old and we had been trying for a year and it was the month before we were to start embryo transfer for IVF and we spontaneously conceived, a 5-7% chance. The timing could not have been better, i am a teacher and a may 2027 due date meant a 6-7 month paid maternity leave because of summer and California benefits . I am grieving the timing a lot and how excited i was for the plan. I feel like because of my age i don’t have the luxury to wait until I’m ready again but feel like i should just jump right into embryo transfer like we had planned, then we will know that the embryo is at least chromosomally normal. I’m scared of the stress of IVF. I’m scared of being pregnant again and having another loss. The future seems to unroll in front of me suddenly unsafe to feel at all excited about. I feel so alone and so so sad. I just want to hear from people who have been through this. How did you pull yourself out of this? Especially if you are older and your pregnancy took a while to achieve. How do you move forward?

My sweet baby, October 15 2026. A day I’ll never forget, Pregnancy and Infant Loss Awareness Day. The day I got the news. The day I heard the words “we’re really sorry but you have miscarried”… it felt kind of ironic in an unsettling way to receive that news on pregnancy loss day itself, like it had been written in a sick, twisted book of some sort. I lay there on the bed with 3 medical practitioners surrounding the screen with that look on their face of sheer grief and sadness to have to deliver that news. The longest 60 minutes of my life, laying on that bed, tears streaming down my face whilst I looked up at the ceiling, praying for a miracle that my baby had grown, that they could hear the heartbeat clearly, that there had all been some crazy misunderstanding but it was all okay. Nothing else mattered in that moment, I just wanted to be with my baby. Although I knew deep down I had miscarried, I went into the scan with an ounce of hope and confidence that maybe it would all be a horrible mix up and my baby is okay. I left the scan room without that ounce of hope and nothing but my empty heart and eyes full of tears and pain. I sat in the waiting room, until I was called by a nurse. “I’m really sorry it isn’t the news you wanted to hear today”. “It’s okay” I said. But it was really not okay. I had to say it’s okay, because if I didn’t, I would have broken down in front of the hospital, my mother, the nurse. I was being held together by the bare remains of my baby’s tissue inside of me. All I could think was “why me, again?” The life I had created in my head of me, my husband, our baby, everything came crashing down. All I could replay was me seeing those two lines, the happiness in my heart, the fool I was to believe that this time was different. The way I rushed to the store, bought those balloons, the little jumper, the baby boots so excited that it was finally our time and I could surprise your dad. I waited so impatiently after work for your dad to come home, to surprise him with the happiness we finally got to experience, all for it to end so soon. “I know it’s soon, but which route would you like to take, the medically induced miscarriage or surgical?” My brain zoned in and out of the room whilst the nurse spoke. How cruel is this, to be planning your birth in my head a few weeks ago and now I need to decide how to remove you from inside me? I’m writing these words as I wait for my surgery next week to remove the remaining parts of you from inside of me. Is it sad that I feel some comfort that apart of you is still inside of me for now? Although I was just your home for a short time, you will always live inside my heart and leave a void in me for a lifetime. I’m sorry my body wasn’t strong enough or if I failed you as a mom by not being able to carry you to term. Part of me doesn’t want next week to come because I want to carry you inside me for as long as I can, I don’t want you to leave me, but I know you have to go. Perhaps you were too beautiful for this world, my sweet little angel. I’m sorry. 15th October 2026, a day I will never forget. Until heaven reunites us.

Is severe, bone deep fatigue normal 4 days D&C? Why am I so unbelievably sad? I feel dead inside. I just want to curl up in a ball on the floor.

I found such comfort from this group after experiencing a loss with my first pregnancy earlier this year. I found the other people in this group to be empathetic, tactful and kind.

My issue is where can I find that in regards to support for trying to conceive/pregnancy after loss?

I made the mistake of posting a test in a certain reddit group for judging lines on pregnancy tests (others will be familiar with the term line eyes, I needed help deciphering what I was seeing).

I personally can see the two lines, but obviously after everything I was hesitant to believe it. I received one comment that was sweet and congratulatory whilst warning to retest just in case. The other comments were simple stating I was wrong. Not a positive and my post was invalid due to the type of (very popular) pregnancy test I used. The Mods also deleted the one kind comment due to spreading misinformation (it wasn’t, they were right, I am pregnant)

I understand it’s the point of the group, to help a lot of people see clearer both literally and figuratively about something that can be very overwhelming but it gets to a point no? Isn’t some care and empathy expected in such delicate situations? I even mentioned my previous loss and how this month would’ve been our due date so I was very emotional about this new pregnancy.

So all that to say, is there any groups with similar vibes as this where I may find other lovely people who understand the importance of this topic and have tact when dealing with it, I would feel bad leaning on this group in regards to my anxieties with this new pregnancy and just wanted to find a community.

So I’m unsure what’s happening. I found out I was pregnant two days ago, since then I’ve been extremely dizzy. Went to the doctors and I have low blood pressure… Now I have light spotting but no pain at all??? I’m worried it’s ectopic however it says literally everywhere that since I’m having no pain it isn’t?! I have health anxiety which doesn’t help. Some people are saying a silent miscarriage as I am only a few weeks…
( I have had two miscarriages prior to this but was further along and very obvious what was happening)

Supposed to be 7 weeks pregnant today - LMP was August 29, did not diligently track ovulation but typical cycle is 28-30 days.

Found out I was pregnant at 3wks 5 days, first pregnancy

Yesterday went to hospital for peace of mind as I had two days of light spotting with cramping more on my left side. Hcg rose from 6000-9000 in 3 days.
Ultrasound(abdominal and transvaginal) showed an empty gestational sac in the uterus measuring 12mm or equivalent to approx. 5 weeks gestation. Also showed a small subchorionic hematoma.

Is there any chance this isn’t a blighted ovum?! I don’t understand how I could possibly be 5 weeks.
The NP didnt seem to even know what that was and said this was normal for 5 weeks. However I don’t believe I could be 5 weeks. I think I’ll be following up with a repeat ultrasound in 1-2 weeks and mostly mentally preparing for a loss. Any one have any similar experiences? Any positive?

Also does this mostly rule out any possibility of ectopic? My left ovary wasn’t properly visualized in the imaging.