Is my body a temple or a tomb? It’s 4.58am and I am miscarrying for the second time in a year. I place my hands on my belly in a bid to slow down the searing disappointment coursing through my body. Having walked this road before, I know I’m prone to ‘grief brain’, where cognition, concentration and memory take a hit. Basic words like ‘toothpaste’, ‘bottle’ and ‘there’ evaporate midsentence. I am furious at myself for it.
One moment you’re in the throes of pregnancy, and next your womb has gone silent. And with death, all the hopes and dreams you had.
“This,” my colleague Michelle said, arms waving about the office after my first loss, “must all seem like such crap to you.” Absolutely, I breathed, feeling strangely seen. On the outside, it was business as usual. Internally, my world was being rearranged within me.
According to Professor Lesley Regan in , around 80 to 90 percent of miscarriages are caused by chromosomal abnormalities in the foetus. “In humans there must be an important mechanism in the mother’s uterus that helps to limit her investing in the growth of embryos that are genetically and developmentally
