Just for those who are searching... because I certainly was.
Miscarriage sucks. It varies in the pain category, depending on the pregnancy. Every pregnancy changes... and this is my story.
Found out about the miscarriage Thursday.
By Friday, the bleeding was barely there... so I drank an angelica decoction to help bring it faster, so I can just be done with it.
Saturday, there was some heavier bleeding, but nothing notable. It appeared to stop by evening. I didn't want to do another decoction to avoid any bleeding issues.
I woke up Sunday morning to my husband lying in bed, listening to music.
I noticed that I was cramping pretty heavily and felt like I might be leaking so I got up to check. It felt a lot like IBS cramps, which is usually relieved by a bowel movement. No dice.
When I got back to my bed, the contractions were not pretty. I was noticing they were pretty heavy and noting that I was likely fully miscarrying this morning.
I'm typically a real trooper when it comes to my pain, so the fact that I agreed that the cramping hurt a bit was huge.
I laid down, with the intent of trying to go back to sleep.
No deal. Had to pee again.
Got up again... and when I made my way back to the bed, the pain was debilitating. I was surprised at how much it hurt... it's just a miscarriage for pete's sake.
I laid down and tried to focus on other things... Facebook, pinterest... nope. The contractions were starting to get nasty, now that I was awake.
Contractions weren't decreasing at all. They were lasting for 5-10 minutes and only giving me a break of a minute between.
I kept trying to change positions to ease the pain... and finally had to get up. I walked back and forth, trying to ease the discomfort that was steadily growing... threatening to reach an unmanageable level.
Nausea started rising from the pain, and my concern for safety grew. I'm all about letting the body do its thing, but not to the point where I can't walk without vomiting.
I asked David to get me a bowl. I knew the vomiting was coming and my bowels were insisting on emptying themselves at the same time.
I sat on the toilet... the contractions consuming me. I tried reiki to calm my nerves and stomach... I absolutely could not focus enough, so I then focused on giving in to the pain, letting my body do what it needs.
The vomiting started... creating a pushing action down below. It wasn't painful... the contractions were painful, not the pushing. I started focusing on trying to stop the vomiting... nothing was coming out... only digestive juices. I could not get it to stop.
About 5 minutes into continuous vomiting, and during a gracious break, my water broke.
Oh My God.
The relief I felt at just having that release in pressure was heavenly.
Immediately, my nausea disappeared.
At 11 weeks, there is apparently a lot for the uterus to get rid of and it was struggling to get the unready unripe cervix open, causing the massive pain.
I believe I passed the baby when the water broke... my bleeding has since slowed considerably.
I post this horrendous experience for others who are going thru the same thing. We, as mothers, are scared shitless to go through a miscarriage in the first place... I can only hope my experience tells that this kind of pain in a miscarriage is normal.