I can't speak for anyone else, but I would like to share my story with you.
My name is Kate, me and my partner Ryan fell pregnant with a much loved and longed for baby girl. Unfortunately, I fell I'll with ovarian cancer during my pregnancy. We got to 30 weeks and I had a c section after becoming gravely I'll. To everybody's surprise my precious baby girl, Evie was stillborn. I lost my ovaries that day too.
The first few months were a blur, I could "get on" with normal everyday tasks. My life wasn't my own anymore.
I didn't want to be alone, but I was no company to be around either.
I think that period was shock. In the back of my mind death didn't seem so final. I'm not stupid, I knew she couldn't come back but I was in denial. How could our little girl just be gone?
Months went by, dumb and despair I made my way through, barely. My mind was on always, hoping somehow she knew I loved her and missed her.
Time went on. Slowly, very slowly, I started to smile again. A little bit. I'd have lots of bad days with an hour or so ok moments. I felt guilty for having those back then.
I used to Google and try and find people and ask the same questions you have here today. People would tell me it got easier. I didn't truly believe then. The pain was so big, I couldn't see past it.
But I promise you this - there will be times you feel like you can't go on. You will spend a very long time wondering why your baby. People won't understand you and will say the most idiotic things. You will snap. Then, from that, you will slowly rebuild yourself. It will still hurt but you will find something inside of you that you didn't know was there, and it will pull you through.
This is a journey none of us ever wanted to be on. It's not going to be easy.
It's been 3.5 years for us now. I get by day to day. I don't cry much anymore, that raw feeling slowly changes. You learn, somehow to carry your beloved baby in your heart.
I know atm all you want is your baby back, you want the pain to stop, you want to feel reassured there is a little light at the end of the tunnel. And it's important you feel all of these emotions.
I promise you, from my heart to yours, it will become bearable one day. It will change you, but of course it would, your basket your is loved so fondly. You are a mother. Forever changed.
Xxx