I know that often people don't talk about this until they hear of it happening to someone else, but I feel like that removes a certain support network from others. Additionally, I feel it's important that people know these things happen, and that they are very common.
Therefore, I feel prepared to mention what happened during the later part of the summer. I made on my LJ another cryptic reference to having to take it easy for a while, stating that my medical condition was not scary, it just Was.
We had initially hoped to welcome a new member of the family in April. Sadly, that baby had been created to have a very short lifespan, and we lost it over the summer. The miscarriage was not objectively dramatic, although obviously it had a huge emotional impact on us. It was a complete miscarriage, thank God, and I did not need to undergo surgery. Nonetheless, for the weeks thereafter, I was supposed to avoid overdoing things, in order to guard my own health.
Obviously I will always remember that pregnancy, and that baby, and I will miss having a chance to raise it, but I know that it was neither intended to nor capable of living more than those few weeks inside of me. I have come to terms with that--told myself I had to before I tried to become pregnant again! That was its full life span, and the baby we are looking forward to meeting in July is a completely separate entity, and its own person. And we are thrilled. At the same time as I still miss the other baby.