Thank you. Yes, the timing sucks. Especially as I've not told my dad or stepsister that I'm pregnant yet so they have no clue that getting embroiled in family politics and being piggy in the middle is just about the last thing I could do with this week. I am sad about her death but mostly based on childhood memories. We haven't been close since I was a teenager as she lived in California so I hardly saw her, and there's the family politics etc too. It's my maternal grandmother who is like a mum to me and is slipping further and further into dementia that is harder to get my head around at the moment. Too much going on this year really, so I'd better get good news tomorrow otherwise I might just come completely unravelled!
I do speak to my mum ari, sometimes out loud, sometimes in my head. Sometimes it's comforting and sometimes it just highlights the fact that she's really not there anymore but I told her when she was alive that I would continue to speak to her and I hope she can hear me. I have, until now, felt reasonably calm about the pregnancy. I've not had massive anxiety about miscarrying, knicker checking etc. Maybe part of that if because it's been so long since my miscarriages that I don't have that same raw feeling of fear or maybe it's because somewhere my mum is protecting me.
sarah, sorry you are having upsetting dreams about your mum. Anniversaries always bring so many thoughts and memories to the front of your mind, don't they? I am absolutely dreading Christmas. I just want to hide and pretend it's not happening, but still be around my family for comfort. It was this time last year that I was in France looking after my mum after her operation when we found out the cancer had spread so aggressively and that time would be short so I am finding myself thinking about that last time that we were together when she was still strong enough to sit and chat and walk around the garden with me. I guess you have the same bittersweet feelings of being happy to be pregnant but heartbroken not to be able to share this with your mum too. God, life really is a bitch sometimes innit?