I’m sorry, there is no heartbeat . . . There is nothing that can prepare you for those words that suddenly wrench away all hope of motherhood. On the outside no one could possibly tell that anything was lost. I hadn’t even reached seven weeks of pregnancy, yet it still hurt, and the grief of losing something you could never hold was heartbreaking. This is my story . . . Sadly about thirty percent of pregnancies end in miscarriage, and many of those women who have suffered this loss often grieve in silence. This short novella details the experience of one woman’s loss during the early stages of a pregnancy. McGrath tells her story with full transparency, sharing all of her raw emotions and baring her soul through an incredibly difficult time. This short account provides a heartfelt perspective on a subject that is sometimes still considered taboo.