A week ago we went in for our first ultrasound and our 8 week old baby was measuring 5 weeks and 6 days. I knew in that moment that we were in for a hard time. While some might have miscalculated their dates, my monthly is like clockwork so there was absolutely no reason for me to be off that much. A week later and we've confirmed that my hcg levels are going down and other signs have started to let us know that this is a loss. I'm lucky, my work has let me work from home this week and have been so supportive...I don't know how I would have made it through this week without them.
So, I'm barely keeping it together and we get a FB message from distant cousins on my husbands side with an invite for a baby shower. I just lost it.
I wouldn't wish this on my worst enemy.