I was 6w2d when I went to the ER due to spotting.

I was 6w2d when I went to the ER due to spotting. They told me everything was okay to follow with my OB. Over the next few days, my spotting turned to heavy bleeding. A day before 7w, I lost my baby. I heard the heartbeat, everything. I’m devastated. My husband is away for training due to the military. Me finding out I’m pregnant to finding out I’m miscarrying has been so much for me mentally. I know he may not fully grasp and understand, but he tries his best. I’m hurt by the fact there was a heartbeat. I think about the what ifs or what could have been. I’m mentally distancing myself. I know it’s not my fault, but there’s a bit of me that wishes my body could have done better for my little baby. My first ever baby. I feel like I won’t be excited anymore if I got pregnant again due to the fear of loss. My hCG levels dropped, which confirmed, as in writing this, my baby could still be in me. Maybe I carry the onesie with me for comfort. I hate this feeling. My due date was Sept. Ugh.