Last weekend we had the horrible news at our 20 week scan that our baby wouldn't make it. Severe spina bifida which had already caused problems with the brain.
We made the heart breaking/merciful decision to end the pregnancy. I delivered on Sunday. A girl. She was beautiful and looked just like her big sister. We called her Lily (for purity) Wren (our littlest one).
This has been the worst experience of my life.
We have a DD who is 4. I'm 42 and DH has just turned 49...the day after she was born in fact. We have been assured that this was a one off. Not age related or lifestyle related (we are pretty normal/healthy).
I will never forget my girl and I think about her all the time. My rational head says to stop thinking about trying again. My hormones need to know that a baby will be coming home. I can't resolve this in my head. DH is scared stuff to try again and states his age. He's being sensible but I cannot accept never bringing another baby home.
Please help me. I'm lost and don't know how to process this. I'm usually quite sensible but I'm not in my right mind.