Content warning: Miscarriage

I was desperate for another child. I couldn’t wait until that illusive full time job. So we got pregnant. I was a sessional. So excited about the future despite the lack of stability. At 12 weeks, on a full teaching day, I noticed blood. Some anxiety rose. More blood. I continued to teach all day as I slowly became aware that I was losing my baby. By the final class I was in pain and bleeding heavily. I smiled. I lost my baby that night. I was working in the bed the following day. I told no one at work. I miscarried at work.