Eight days ago I went into labor on week 10 day three. Obviously this is way to early. We had purposely waited until after eight weeks to tell our children, family, and friends based on past experience with miscarriage. I will be 40 in December and was planning on returning to school next fall so I was not excited about this surprise pregnancy. I had finally made peace with the surprise the week before and was planning for the arrival of a new baby. I am aware that the hormone level changes are probably the cause but I cannot stop crying. I have been off of work for eight days and am fearful of returning to work. I am worried that this will not pass. I can truly say that I do not want to do this anymore and am looking forward to my husband having a vasectomy soon. I just need some more kleenex to get through the next few days.
I'm so sorry for your loss. To be honest, you will never fully get over your loss...You'll get through it but never over it. Time does lessen the pain but your little one will forever be a part of you and in the back of your mind.
Someone once told me losing a child is like raising one; it's a life-long process. And it's so true.
My oldest angel baby, Memphis, would be 10 in December and I catch myself thinking of him when I least expect.
Thoughts and prayers to you and your family. *hugs*