Haquoi I am so pleased the hypnobirthing programmes are helping you. I am keeping everything crossed for you that you get the beautiful birth you deserve
. You are right to keep away from the things that you are finding hard. There is such a short time left for you, once your tiny rainbow is here there is all the time in the world for rekindling your relationship with the news. As for the adoption vs having another child debate, I wonder if a second+ subsequent pregnancy after loss gets any easier because you have the possitive experiance again, or whether pregnancies will forever be hard. I fully believe that you don't have to give birth to a child to have that bond. I hope whatever the future holds for you I hope it will be full of joy.
Kitty I so understand that feeling of 'this time last year' my timings of Azra's pregnancy and this one were only a month out. It can bring back a lot of painful associations so you need to be gentle with yourself and sometimes just allow those feelings. This time last year I was swearing I'd never do this pregnancy malarkey again, and here I am.
I'm afraid taking it by every hour etc is all you can do at the moment. Sometimes each of those hours feels like it lasts a day, which when you look ahead at the full nine months, it makes you wonder how on earth you will do it, but somehow you do. You will be given so many appointments and they have a lovely way of helping the time to go by. I found myself focussing on just getting to the next appointment. Now I have two left, TWO official appointments to induction day (unless I can convince them to whip the tiny badger boy out sooner)
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Hells I hope you are ok my lovely and that the days are ticking by quickly for you.
I haven't found anything specific that calms me down, but sometimes I just am naturally possitive and calm like I am certain it will all be ok (that's when I do the shopping) and others the opposite. I just never can predict which way it will go. I used to be able to find good in every situation, even when Azra died I was so incredibly grateful she died in spring, because everywhere was so beautiful, and the trees were bursting with pink blossom, perfect for a tiny girl.
As this pregnancy progresses, however I am finding the possitive harder to grasp, which I find hard. I guess I just don't feel like myself and I don't know who I am at the moment. As I get closer to my due date, and the time I lost her, the risk feels more, like a little time bomb ticking inside me, when the children or my husband get excited I want to run away and hide because I know I hold the potential to bring them crashing down again, and it hurts so much. I could almost cope with my own pain, but not theirs
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I have been keeping my mind busy typing up my husband's assignments for his masters. English is not his first language so I have been embellishing more for my benefit then for his!
Love to you all, you are amazing 