It was three months on Tuesday which coincided (nicely?) with infant loss day on Wednesday. I was going to write something about healing & learning lessons etc but I can’t there’s still just too much stuff in my head.
 

I had a scan on Monday (7w3 by LMP closer to  6w4 by possible ovulation dates) - there’s a something in there, heart beat, 11mm fetal pole (apparently, it was a TA scan, I think the sonographer measured it too big). Have another scan on the 27th. If the something is still there I might think about what it all means.

Don’t really have any symptoms - usually puking by this point but nausea is manageable. Think I’ve exceeded my trauma limit & my brain has shut down.