My children are the result of three unplanned pregnancies, conceived while my husband and I were actively using birth control. I've had zero miscarriages. I feel simultaneously blessed and guilty about these facts.
Right at this moment, my brother's wife is at the obstetrician's office wondering if she's still pregnant with her second baby due in February. She and my brother have a beautiful 2.5-year-old daughter, but her first pregnancy ended in miscarriage, so this third pregnancy has been fraught with a fear and anxiety I can't completely imagine. I understand the fear and anxiety of wondering if your baby is healthy, but not the kind that makes you wonder if your baby will continue to exist, continue to grow in your womb.
So many women have experienced the sorrow of losing a pregnancy, but experiencing it more than once seems downright cruel. I send prayers and healing thoughts to my brother and his wife. I hope their pregnancy is viable, that their baby simply hiding from the doppler, that their amazing daughter will still get to be a big sister.
If you have a faith, please pray for them. If you don't, please hope for the best. Our family has shed so many tears this year already.
Edited to add: My sister-in-law just confirmed that she did have a miscarriage.