Sorry, I just had to get this down somewhere. My eldest child is going into year 3 today, and after a long period of trying we also have an 18 month old. Back in 2019 I had an ectopic pregnancy and had to have surgery. I thought I handled it really well, almost too well if I'm honest. I felt fine on the anniversaries of it. I also had a few chemical pregnancies since and then a miscarriage late 2021. I finally had our second child last year, so a 6.5 year age gap.
I was fine all morning, walked my son down to school, took a photo to send to his dad, son was excited - all fabulous. Then I got home and I cannot.stop.crying. My baby I lost in 2019 would be joining their brother at school today, in reception. I am so sad. We always wanted 3 children, and I feel like it's hit me like a tonne of bricks. Today is my day off work, I don't have plans, just me and the toddler. I feel like I can't tell anyone this as it seems self indulgent almost, I'm luckier than a lot of people and I lost the baby 5 fucking years ago.