The fallout...

Two and a half weeks ago, a small but powerful bomb went off in my little family. The physical effects were immediate, devastating, painful and horrible, but were over relatively quickly.

A week after I lost my baby (I still struggle to write those words), I felt the first shockwave as my heart and soul tried to come to terms with what had happened. I fell apart. With much support, prayer, guidance and hand-holding (from near and far, virtual and real) I've begun to put the pieces back together.

As I processed the grief and the loss of the hopes and dreams we had built for and around our little one, I began to see that the aftershocks will continue to be felt, for a long time. I imagine it as fallout... insidious dust, that has crept into the most likely but also unlikely of places, that will only be discovered as I find it. So many ripples... so many plans, decisions, all changed. So much up in the air...

Today, I returned to work. I was at work when it all first started. I was on the tram this morning on my way down to the office, thinking I was doing ok. I grabbed my bags at my stop and began to alight the tram with the other thousand people getting off. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the gentle curve of a slightly swollen pregnant belly and all of a sudden my breathing shortened and my heart sped up and I had a mini panic attack.

But I made it inside. Up to my desk. Blessedly, the day after I left work we had a major seating shuffle and there was someone sitting at my desk. Also blessedly, my good friend who is also my project manager wasn't in and therefore no one knew what had happened and just said "welcome back, did you have a nice break?" I was able to just say "Nah I was supposed to be on annual leave and I got sick so that sucks!" and busy myself with relocating my computer to my new desk.

So I'm not sitting in the same spot as I was when it happened. That's great, new perspective.

And I'm back at work. I don't want to be here. DH and I had decided that I'd stick it out, suck it up, til Australia Day and then I could go on mat leave again and focus on our business. I'd be taking mat leave early, but that was ok as we'd decided I wasn't coming back. But I'd take the 12 months mat leave instead of resigning.

That's all changed. There's no end date now. Unless I make one and resign. But that's just silly... I work for a great company, good salary, etc... but now I have to decide what I'm doing here. God knows if we will have another baby, but I don't. And I can't suck it up in this position that I don't enjoy, indefinitely. So what do I do now?

The nanny arrived this morning to look after the kids. We are not happy with her. Again we thought we could suck it up til Christmas, then DH and I could work it out, take time off, whatever, until I finished in Jan. And now I am not finishing in Jan. So we need to look for child care. I think. I don't even know where to start.

My whole world has shifted slightly on its axis. So much has changed... so much is up in the air.

To make matters worse, I'm pretty sure I'm ovulating. And for the first time in the "let's start a family" phase of my life, I don't want to be.

I want to be pregnant. And not pregnant, 4 weeks along. I want to be 13 weeks, like I'm supposed to be :crying:

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I wish I could say or do something that would make this easier :(

Sending you huge viritual hugs, will give you one in person next time I see you.

OP, I'm so sorry all your dreams and plans for the near future have been dashed. Just wanted to send you a :hug:

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I can so feel your pain and wish I could take it away for you :hug:.

Regards,
Dianne

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I couldn't read and not give you hugs.

Couldnt read and not *hug* :hug: I can feel your pain in your words.. you describe the rippling effect so perfectly.. and the ripples do spread far and wide and they stir up where you least expect them :hug:

I remember after I lost Darren (at around 18 weeks) and the horrible feeling from that day until his due date where all I felt was that I "should" have been pregnant and I "should" have been this or that. It is so hard OP, its so hard to go on with life when those plans just dont fit anymore. Its so hard to find a new path and make new decisions that dont fit in with you being pregnant anymore :hug:

Then something funny happened.. not hahaha funny, but weird funny.. something GOOD happened that wouldnt have happened if I hadnt lost Darren. I am not going to tell you its all for the best or any crap like that- coz right now you hurt and it sucks... but one day there MAY be a plan or a ripple that makes you stop and go WOAH.. that wouldnt happen if I was still pregnant and its ok. :hug: And it will still hurt, but it will make you see its ok to move forward.

So maybe its a good time to grab the reins and make some decisions. Yes you might have a great job, but are you happy there?????? Can you afford to take the time off anyway and help DH with his business???? Maybe you can ask for compassionate leave and take a few months now, not in January. That would eliminate the childcare problem. Or do just resign.

I hope that didnt come out too harsh... :hug: :hug: Sending you love, light and strength xoxoxox

Oh hun :hug:

Thanks guys. Hugs so appreciated.

SB - no, not harsh at all. If we were confident of the income of the business, I would resign. But we aren't, especially not over Jan/Feb of 2012 - so the mat leave would have helped cover that.

I think I need to look for another position within this company. Shouldn't leave them - wouldn't get mat leave anywhere else, unless... I don't want to think about unless.

*biggest hugs in the world*

Big big Hugs OP. I hope everything sorts itself out with work and your DH business, the nanny etc. Thinking of you.

Big hugs OP, I'm so sorry you're going through all this. I get it x

You have such a way of writing things OP, that it brings back the pain that I felt all those years ago. Thats not a bad thing- you have given me some words to describe it so thankyou for that :hug:

Getting on with things is hard. A part of you is no longer there...its painful, heartbreaking, devastating :cry:

Have you considered doing something to 'honor' or remember your angel?

For me, I needed something to represent my angel. Something I could look at, something real. DH and I went shopping and bought a gorgeous plant and a statue of a baby sleeping in a hand (I'm sure you may have seen the image somewhere). It gave me something to care for, something to represent my angel. Maybe it will help you to do something to? I know some women who had jewelery made, did a crossstitch...all sorts of things. My DH still has a pair of booties we bought our angel (before our loss) beside his bed.

A massive virtual hug for you OP xxxxx

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OP - you hit the nail on the head. A lot of what you said could have been written by me or any poor other soul who has suffered the loss of a baby. So many things change & need to be reevaluated - I have been through this a couple of times myself. Work, child care, home plans - they are all thrown up in the air with a loss. It sounds like you are coping as best you can which is all you can do. Time will dull the pain but never take it away completely. Hugs for you xxxx

Nothing to add other than support and hugs :-(

Oh OP, I want to hug you :hug:

Thanks gals for all the love and support.

I had a meeting this afternoon with a woman who I'm pretty sure is pregnant. I found myself distracted throughout the meeting by her tummy. Hard to focus.

Delph - I had thought of a plant... a sapling... something I can nurture and watch grow. I think I need to do it, kicking myself I didn't think to do it on the weekend. Maybe this weekend...

Heaven - maybe one day you can give me a hug in person, we are about to book another family holiday to the GC, this time I'd like to meet up, if you're up for it :)