And worse, grieve something not quite concrete? We're losing the baby it took us so long to conceive. He's devastated, but struggling with his response and knowing his own emotions.
To the uneducated eye, there's a tiny, tiny, tiny sliver of hope that there will be a visible baby at our follow up ultrasound, and he's clinging to it. He's insisting that everything can still be okay. It's false hope. Truly. This is my area of expertise, and there is no way we're going to see a heartbeat on Tuesday. We're just not. Biology, pure and simple.
Anyway, the whole process is happening today, and I need him to be my big strong man and hold me through it. And I know he can't. The thought of it is breaking his heart.
How can I help him with this process?