Hi
I have posted on the conception after loss thread and have found my way here, hoping that I can get some support really.
My little 3 year old son died 10 weeks ago suddenly in bed. No warning and nothing wrong. Still don't know what actually happened to him, we await an inquest, and if nothing is found they are going to say SIDS but because he is over 1 it will be a sudden unexpected death in childhood. Still can't quite believe that this is my life.
I have left behind 2 other little boys who are now 5 and nearly 1. As you are all aware the devastation is enormous and I have only just in the last week felt able to even get up and out of bed and look after my boys. I have been really lucky with family support and there has been a rota of people always here and taking my son to school ect. I decided that I was feeling worse sitting in bed alone all day so have been really making an effort. I have a preoccupation (obsession) with the fact that I have quite a big age gap now, there were only 20 months between my first 2, and the close friendship that I wanted for my boys has gone.
To me, at the moment, I don't see the point in going on without him. People say I have to carry on as I have the others and need to think of them, but it doesn't matter how many children I have, I miss him, his personality, his cuddles and his smell.
I am trying to get back to 'normal' whatever that is, and have been trying to see my friends (all who have a 3 year old who is a friend of his as we all met at a baby group) and bring a bit of routine back into our lives, but I am struggling. It actually makes me panic and feel hysterical when I think of how long I have to live without him, and I am so angry that we were just starting out on our family life and its been ruined. How am I ever going to come to terms with it I think I am going mad.
I have spoken to a few mums who have lost children and most have another child relatively quickly afterwards (hence me posting on the conception thread) and while sometimes that is all I can think about and the only thing that I think can give me a purpose going forwards, other times I think that I can barely look after myself so why on earth would I want to bring someone else into this sadness? I also worry that if I do have another and it was a girl I will be really upset as I am meant to have boys, or if I have a boy I will be upset because it is not him.
Anyway, sorry for the massive story, feels good to get all these worries and fears onto 'paper'. I am really sorry for all of your losses.
xxxxxx