I lost my baby at 18 years old, I was 12 weeks and 1 day when I lost my baby. On my 12 weeks scan I was told my baby was growing slower than normal and that it’s skull had stopped forming. I haven’t stopped crying since I found out, the very last time I got to hear my little angels heartbeat was the day my very own heart stopped. I haven’t felt pain like it. I can’t stop thinking about it, I had to birth my baby and I seen how poorly my baby was. The image never leaves my sight.
Some days are worse than others, mornings especially. I wake up every morning hoping it was a nightmare with my hand on my belly. My little baby is gone and I can never get it back