About 9:30pm last night, I sat down to eat a little something and felt something kind of gush. I bled bright red for a few hours, and there were some clots. I also have a faint crampy feeling. The bleeding is now pretty scant, but dark. Going into the RE's at 11:15. Although I have all the hope in the world, I have a strong feeling that this will not be ending well.
I just hope that I can somehow find some peace with this. Three and a half years. Two pregnancies. And not a thing to show for it. Just not sure how much one person can take.
***UPDATE***
My precious little pickle is still there. Heart is still beating. And is growing right on track, measuring even a smidge ahead.
RE thinks that it's likely placental attachment breaking a blood vessel. There's no reason to believe that I am at any higher risk to m/c. Bleeding has eased to only light tan spotting. Dodged a bullet again.