Echoing congrats for Mrs Disco and hope everything went according to plan.
Lil I didn't even bother asking about the MLU, I'd have to have lost 4 stone for them to even consider it... And I think the weight thing is being far far overshadowed by the mental freak thing, so woo. Guess I can look forward to fortnightly appointments in shiny white rooms at the hospital. :(
Feeling a bit down today. Well, more like downright fucking angry.
Have been trying to support SiL as best as possible, but it's been really hard.
When we saw them in hospital she was on the same ward, and in the same bed in the room as me- different room, but they all look the same, so it was a bit of a jolt. Really hard to keep it together and ended up crying my eyes out and shaking in the corridor. It was just so horrible being back there, and that wasn't even the labour ward... I'm going to be a mess if I have to go there again.
Anyway, she's been suffering with her own mental issues, anxiety and other stuff, and ringing up and crying and freaking out so we've had to talk to her and try to calm her down, which I've been doing the brunt of, since DH doesn't get it, and he didn't handle me properly. He did say after hearing me deal with her that he was sorry he wasn't better in looking after me so at least that's something.
But now, she needs counselling or something, and they've said the quickest way to get it for her is to go through social services, so now she's freaking out they'll take the baby away, which is so not what I need to be helping her with right now. It's still really raw for me, and I'm angry. She's being handled with kid gloves and I was treated really roughly by everyone involved, including DH. I can't be reliving this again when I never got any help in dealing with it myself.
She also said she called her dad one night in the early hours because they 'weren't coping' so he went over and looked after the baby so they could sleep and I just felt so angry. We didn't do that. We didn't lean on people as much as she is, we got on with it. Being first time parents is fucking hard, but it's your responsibility and nobody else's.
Dh doesn't agree with me and says I'm being really mean to her when she's having a hard time.
Hard time?
She didn't have to go through labour, didn't have to have her downstairs cut open so she couldn't even sit and hold her baby, didn't get dragged away from her baby for an op the day after she had her, doesn't have an open unhealing wound on her arse stopping her having a bath or shower whenever she needs one, has her partner off for a month, which I didn't... I just feel so full of impotent rage right now. DH says I should be angry at what happened to me, not what's not happening to her, but I can't help but feel he's refusing to see things from my point of view.
We've just had a massive argument and I've stormed off to the 'forest' for some peace, but Phoebe is crying her eyes out downstairs, probably because she wants a cuddle.
We haven't had sex for ages because either DH is too tired or his leg or back or feet hurt, or he's upset or angry with me and doesn't want to, and I feel like we're drifting further and further apart, which makes me snap, which makes him hate me, not want to have sex, etc etc.
I don't want to deal with her shit. I'm not a trained therapist. I didn't get any help myself. Why should she have it easy? Why should everyone magically fix everything for her and make it better? I'm still struggling with what happened to me, and it's like she's completely forgotten I have any problems because all she can see is herself. She didn't help us at all when we had Phoebe. I didn't leave the house for a month. She went out after 6 days and took the baby to Bluewater.
Maybe I'm being unfair. Am I being unreasonable? I don't want everyone telling me I have no right to feel this way and just expect me to get on. I just want to enjoy my child's company, take her to the park, and have my poor little head be empty of all this anguish and suffering.
Also I could feel Peanut by now and I can't feel Pickle. There's a swelling on my left side, so naturally this is either ectopic or a cyst on my ovary. I'm terrified it's stopped growing, I'll get to the scan and they'll have to 'manage' it. I don't have any feeling about the sex either. I bet it's gone wrong. :(
Sorry for the long, whingeing post, not in a very good place right now.