4am Starshine, the loneliest most hopeless time in the whole bloody day. I hear you.
I don't have any yet and in the shit moments I do find myself wondering why we've made these babies and for some reason I didn't deserve to have them survive. Why don't I get to be a mummy?
With my MMC, we had tests done as it ended in surgery and know it was a girl, and that she was perfect. Nothing wrong with her at all. Her heart beat, she are perfectly, and then she just stopped. No one has any idea why. With the earlier ones either side I can be more pragmatic, with the first one I was glad to have been pregnant as we'd been at it a few months. And I was pregnant again within a couple of weeks. And the Feb one, we didn't have long to attach to the idea, and in my head and heart it was just far too soon after everything we'd been through and the whole pregnancy would have been horrifically stressful.
But still. They were our babies, that we made together, and it not being "meant to be" just stinks. I believe they WERE all meant to be and I'd like some fucking answers about why they're not here.
Of course they couldn't all have been here as they overlapped. And I totally hear what you're saying about your DS. He is here with you and maybe there is a reason your first one wasn't. I so envy people who poas and just see the chemical or biological possibility! I've fallen in love with the idea of each one the second I knew they were there, however microscopic and unformed. I miss being pregnant so much it sometimes hurts. I want to stamp my feet and yell that it's not fair.
Which would be pointless and embarrassing! So I have a soak, read a book, focus on work, hug my husband, try and stay hopeful that someday it'll all work out and we'll make a baby who will thrive and make us a family. The feat is the worst thing. I'm sending you a hug. Thanks for listening! x