Thank you so much - all of you... chipmonkey I am so, so sorry for what you went through, I can't believe that life can be so incredibly, so painfully, cruel.
My DH (who's been unanimously slated on here), has, in this sad time, been a tower of support. I've seen a side of him I never knew existed. His grief is so palpable, and painful to see. His taking over looking after DD1 is nothing short of amazing, his strength getting the fomalities arranged - so formidable.
I wonder if you never really know a person, until you see them at their worse (or most grief stricken), if so his character is so different to the one I thought I knew. His care of me has been beyond the care I'd imagine any man could give - he even ran up the shops (luckily my mum was here for DD1), when I was screaming in agony on the loo, as I had the most painful - yet non-moving bowel movement.
His fear when I went into theatre, then watching as surgeons saved my life, was awful to watch, you could see the helplessness in his eyes.
I'm really up & down. yesterday I was so, so down, and couldn't speak to anyone, today I managed to bathe, and go visit Tamsin.
Tomorrow we have the funeral directors, which is a task I'd rather not face.
There is one hurdle I face, one that will sound churlish, childish, selfish etc, etc. I have had problem, after problem, with my stepson. Obviously DH has invited him to the funeral, and of course if he wants to attend he should - that goes without saying.
My fear is that DH will want to travel 1.5 - 2 hours to pick him up from the coach park, and I just don't want that. Physically I can't manage DD, and although my mum could come, I just can't understand why a grown man can't catch the bus here (they run very regularly). We will be so busy, I really need DH with me, and I just can't bear him to leave when there is no reason - I could understand if DSS was coming to visit, but in these cirumstances I think he should just get on a bus like everyone else.
Of course there is a bittersweet reason for this - when DSS came down very, very recently, DH had to go and collect him. This was when I tripped on the stairs and started bleeding & DH was not able to come to hospital with me (I fell before DH left to fetch DSS, but started bleeding about 10 minutes after he left). DH was told I couldn't lift DD for a while, yet still went out with his DS, leaving me alone with DD, as his son wanted him too - I can never forgive DH for this, or DSS for knowing I shouldn't be left, yet persuading his dad to leave me....
I also don't want DSS to stay here. I want to be alone with DH before the funeral and have always been left out when DSS is here. Even if I wasn't I don't want to grieve with a virtual stranger in my house. As you may (or may not) know I too have a DS, I haven't seen him since the death, and though of course I want to see him I don't want to at the moment.
I did mention to DH that DSS could go in a car with my family to the funeral, but he told his dad he wants to come with us, which, again, I don't want... I think it should be just me, DD & DH. I would never ask DS to come with us, this was DD's sister, this is my baby that I've lost, and I don't want someone who upset me - when I was bleeding - that close to me right now.
To make it worse DSS asked his dad if we really needed a funeral, as it "wasn't a real baby"!
I'm happy for him to come, if he stays away from me, doesn't stay at our house, and DH does not pick him up... this is my only chance to say goodnight to my precious angel, and I can't bear that DSS is already calling the shots.
Ok I've just re-read that, and I sound like a bitch, but I've been told by the bereavement midwife, by every other midwife, etc etc, that it's my baby & I should do what I want, not worry about others etc.
Fuck this is so hard, I just want to bring her home, I don't want to let go, I just don't want to let go.........
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