I'm sorry panda and theday
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I also lost my daughter, during birth, 8.5 years ago. To be honest, I didn't feel 'better' until about 4 years in. Of course, it's not what it used to be, but life is a new normal now. We've built our lives around the loss of our daughter and incorporated her as much as we can in our family. She was my oldest, and I went on to have 4 more dds pretty quickly.
It's taken a long time to say without pain that I have 4 dds, but I can do so now, my first daughter is always on the tip of my tounge. My kids are pretty ace though and when I say I have 4dds, they always pipe up with, "no, you have five!".
In fact, that was probably my biggest hurdle. To accept what had happened. I was a huge lurker here, precisely because I couldn't count my dds. But I am kind of at peace with it, because I mention her here as much as I do the other 4dds (probably more!).
I also feel like I don't fit in. I'm cynical and hardened to the water births that go wrong, or the home births that end up in hospital! I have developed a wry sense of humour. Much of that comes from very accepting school mums who know what happened and are pretty supportive about it.
You will find your place, but it really does take a long time. I guess when I finally had dd4 (2 years ago) I just had to be at peace with all that had happened. That was six years on from losing my first daughter.
Hang in there, it does get easier. Still now, I bang on about my little girl, but usually here
. She isn't far away from me, but for the sake of my other dds, we needed to regain a 'normal' life and I needed to feel restored. If that makes any sense. Huge unmumsnetty hugs and kisses...