Why does miscarriage hurt so much?

I was honestly, given everything, taken aback at how much my two losses have hurt me. I can understand why a woman who has gone through IVF or years of infertility is that shattered by a pregnancy loss: it is not just the the fact that she has lost an incredibly precious promise of the future, its also about the years of emotional investment, of taking nasty drugs that disrupt your body's natural processes. It is almost like the Sisyphus and boulder situation, where you have spent eons pushing that boulder up the hill, only for it to flatten you on its way down.  I can understand their pain and frustration.

In my case, so far, I have paid relatively little money and even that I could comfortably afford. I have had no drugs injected into me (or taken orally for that matter), my conceptions were entirely without any medical intervention other than getting the swimmers into me. I got pregnant both times I tried. My 2 first trimesters were pretty easy.So basically, I went through the entire get-pregnant-and-lose-babies with a minimum of financial and physical liability.

With early pregnancy loss, its not the same as have lost a child you know, it is more like the loss of an infinitely precious promise that had yet to be realized.  From a philosophical standpoint,  I'm pretty darned aware that miscarriage has happened billions of times.  All this has made me wonder, has my soul ever occupied the body of any child that died, at any point, during those 9 months? If the theory of the soul + body is really true, then its highly likely. Maybe after that death, my soul entered the body I occupy now. If I had gone somewhere else, I would'nt be where I am now. I would maybe have different parents (NOT ok with that!), a different identity.  When you think about it in this way, then the grief associated with early pregnancy loss diminishes a little.

Also, one really does not think about this, but sometimes, your situation could be far worse than what it is. If we think early pregnancy loss is hard, then imagine a parent watching their child die of Tay Sachs, or or childhood cancer, or some of those completely horrible premature aging syndromes.  Or imagine a child being born with a disability that would make his or her life difficult forever. If, as Hinduism puts it, that the body is only a garment for the soul, then I wish, above all else, that my child gets a good dress, with no rips or tears or sleeves missing. So if a first trimester miscarriage is really saving me from something worse, then I am okay with that, honestly. I've been in a unique situation, of actually knowing that to be true in the case of my second pregnancy, with the Turner's Syndrome diagnosis.

So- little physical or financial investment and being at ease, mentally, with the theory of the journey of souls---and still this hurts like crazy. I feel like I've been scarred for life, with each loss gouging the cut a bit deeper.  I want to make that hurt go away, because, I might have to go through the process of pregnancy loss yet again. And if it keeps hurting so much each time, I fear I would not have the emotional resources to keep at it multiple times, to find my golden egg.

I've always been an eminently practical person. That practical nature, now, is demanding that I diminish in some way the specter of miscarriage, so even if I have to go through it again, it is a little stumble rather than a giant fall.

Despite all this tough love and merciless laying out of facts, I fear I've made little progress.