I just had my first miscarriage. When I found out I was pregnant my boyfriend and I were ecstatic because we both love kids. Everything was fine, we told everybody and I was so happy to be pregnant, I cherished every moment even morning sickness. But then I stopped getting sick, I hadnt been sick like normal for 3 days and I thought something may be wrong but I tried to stay calm. A couple days later I started spotting so I went to the er. 12 hours later I was admitted, my boyfriend came to stay with me in the hospital. They did an ultrasound and said that since it was early (6 weeks) they werent able to see much but the transvaginal unltrasound looked normal. I was scheduled to go back for bloodwork 48 hours later but when I got home I began bleeding heavier and cramping severely. I started crying and immediately called my boyfriend to tell him we lost the baby. He didnt say anything he just sat there and I said I would let him go and call him in the morning. He said I love u and we hung up. I was up crying all night in severe pain, the next morning he texted me and told me we were over and that this was the 3rd baby he's lost. He had never told me that before, and then he blocked me on the computer and blocked my phone number. I was devastated with the loss of the baby but more than ever I needed someone to be there and support me. I thought it would be hard but I could heal and we would try again but he told me that I planned to lose the baby and it was my fault. Now Im in pain and alone, I cry all the time. It was early in the pregnancy but I loved that baby with all my heart. Am I going to be able to have a normal pregnancy someday?
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