Many years ago, when I was a student I got pregnant. I knew I couldn't have it. My GP organised an abortion. The night before I started bleeding really heavily.
I told the doctor at the clinic, she answered "You were going to get rid of it anyway, so what?"
I'm embarrassed to admit I knew next to nothing about pregnancy then. Now I've had more children I know how formed a baby is at 12 weeks. They told me it was nothing. This hurts but its all my fault.
That's irrelevant to my OP. Basically I miss my baby and think a lot of how old he would be now. Would he have grown up to look like my other children?
He'd be 11 now. I had a very vivid dream when I was pregnant that I was holding a tiny premie baby boy and saying goodbye.
Bizarrely that dream is a comfort to me.
Nobody in my life now knows about this.
Please be gentle and this isn't an abortion debate.