Not that anyone is counting, but yesterday should have been 16 weeks for Max. I should have had an appointment on Monday to hear my baby's beautiful heartbeat, and should have gone in on Tuesday for a blood test to check some protein levels. 16 weeks is only four weeks short of the halfway mark.
In other news, I am no longer sleeping well. I had this problem last spring, due to a stressful work situation, and was on sleeping pills (low-dose anti-anxiety medication) to help. (I guess this whole losing a pregnancy thing is stressful, too, huh?) They did help a lot, although I was generally sleepy in the mornings. I can't take them while pregnant, which is why I stopped, but since I'm not allowed to be pregnant for two more months, I kinda figure why not?
For those of you who are also dealing with miscarriages, I would highly recommend the book Silent Grief. I found it very helpful in validating my feelings (when everyone is telling you that you are crazy for grieving for this child) and it walks you through the grief process with helpful recommendations.