A month after my second miscarriage, I read a woman’s miscarriage story and devoured it. Having known dozens of women who had suffered miscarriages, I didn’t think the raw relatability of this woman’s story was something I would be so hungry for. But then I realized knowing women have miscarried isn’t the same as knowing their stories. And somewhere in the lonely abyss that is miscarriage grief, I found myself desperate to talk to someone about the less socially acceptable parts of mine. So today, I share my miscarriage story with you because I know what it’s like to feel alone after loss and because more than anything, I want other miscarriage mamas to know they are not alone. Part one details the anxiety that comes with pregnancy after loss as well as a missed miscarriage.