Hi everyone, I just wanted to share my story. It is so much easier sharing with strangers than people you know. We first started TTC when we got married in January 2010. After a year of nothing happening DH got his swimmers tested and they were fine so it was time for me to get checked out. It turned out I wasn't ovulating so the doctor put me on Clomid, on the 3rd month I got pregnant, we were over the moon, unfortunately it wasn't to be and we said goodbye to our first angel in October 2011. We had a month off and then started Clomid again the next month and got pregnant with our gorgeous daughter who is almost 14 months now. I got check out by the doctor in the lead up to our daughters first birthday as we were planning on TTC again as soon as she turned one.
It turned out I was OĆ*ng on my own so we went for it and caught the egg first go. Once again over the moon but scared. This time the news was kept to ourselves. I spotted a couple of times and each time thought that this was it. It wasn't on those occasions but last Tuesday at 8 weeks 6 days I started to bleed and then passed bub while walking to the toilet. I cannot get it out of my head. It's so easy for people to say I will get over it etc. But there was my baby in my hand, so tiny but perfectly formed for 9 weeks. I could see bubs eyes, arms and legs. I cannot just get over it and I can only talk to my husband about it. I am so blessed to have our beautiful daughter but we wanted her little brother or sister just as much. Everytime I close my eyes bubs there and I cannot bring myself to delete the pic off my phone. I just don't know what to do right now. I cannot go through this again.
There is no cure or time limit for something like this. For me it was one foot in front of the other, day by day. Go with the feelings that rise, don't try to be anything but what you are feeling in each moment. Some days are better then others. Remember, no matter how small your baby was, your body has just given birth, you are open and fragile so be gentle with yourself like you would after birth. Take time to rest and heal as you would after birth. Miscarriage has changed my life and how I walk in the world, may your journey unfold into a transformation that you could never have imagined for yourself.
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