I have had several miscarriages. One of which I held the little grey blob of tissue in my hand.
I have PCOS. Often with PCOS the ovaries release blighted ovum, which are fertilized eggs that will never be babies. They are flawed and will never grow any bigger than a tomato. These pregnancies always end in miscarriage.
I have learned over the years with my pregnancies to not consider myself truly pregnant until I either feel it move, or hear the heartbeat in a sonogram.
This is my right. You can consider whatever you like to be a baby, but you don't have the right to tell me that I should consider those miscarriages babies.
If it makes me feel better to not consider them children, that is my right. If it makes you feel better to take pictures of your shriveled, grey baby wearing a dress and display them to the world, that's your coping process. I won't say anything unless you tell me that I should do the same.
I am angry enough that I am not even bothering to go anon.