I think it’s time for a miscarriage update. For those of you following along at home, it has been a long three months.

First there was the fateful midwife visit where I was supposed to hear the heartbeat. There was none. And an ultrasound didn’t turn up a heartbeat either. I was told to wait to miscarry. That was July.

I practically held my breath for two weeks waiting for painful cramps etc. They came, and I lost the baby. Then the miscarriage stopped.

In August, I went to the Dr. and the ultrasound revealed no baby but I still had a placenta and a bag of waters. More waiting. I was told that the longer I went without infection, the less likely I was to get an infection. That some women reabsorb these things on their own.

I got a gory description of a D and C and decided to pass.

I waited throughout September. I started a little spotting here and there.

In October, the water came out in large gusts; I lost the placenta.

Now it’s November, and I’m more than ready to be done. . . .and I am having a postpartum kind of thing. It is exhausting, and emotional. I’m starting to look and feel tired all the time.

Of course, that could be due to the crazy schedule, or the back yard full of leaves. But, I doubt it.