We Lost the Baby

Assalamualaikum and Hello,


Unfortunate event happened to us lately. I was miscarried at 5th weeks. 

It all started when I fell, collapsed at the kitchen. The husband wasn't home and Hazeeq was asleep - I have no idea for how long did I lay on the cold floor. 

I regain consciousness when I heard somebody bang on the sliding door; it was him, couldnt enter the house because he didn't bring the keys.

There was a tint of pale blood but I thought my period is about to start. 

Silly me. I should do the UPT.

Thin blood continues up to two days. 
And later, we lost it all. 

That was the moment when I knew I was pregnant. Too late. 

The husband came to fetch me at the clinic and the first thing I do was apologize. 

We should still have the baby. 

This time, I should be blame.

 Forgive me, husband.

xx

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