I don’t fucking blame you miami. To get as close as you did and have your baby girl taken from you. There aren’t words for the utter shiteness of what you’ve been through.
We started ttc February 16, first mc August, and 3 since, plus 13 fucking months of dtd nearly every day and nothing in between.
It’s soul destroying, exhausting and to still be standing and having the occasional chuckle or good day is an accomplishment. I’m proud of for coping as you do and sending you strength and my heartfelt love.
Do you know what to expect from tomorrow? Will they have test results or is it a first taking info appointment? Really sorry, I’ve lost track a bit. I’m around all of tomorrow. I’ll keel an eye on here if you want to chat.
I was having a chat with a colleague earlier who noticed I’d been off and was checking in. She knows about all our past stuff so I told her what had happened and tried to explain that I’m actually okay and not had a breakdown. She couldn’t decide if she was relieved I’m not depressed and miserable or heartbroken I’m not and taken it in my stride so far as it’s not as bad as has been.
I know what she means but I’m trying to accept how I feel rather than judging it. It’s the only thing you can do.
I’d like to know where our babies are. They must be waiting for us somewhere. Waiting to make us the mums we’re desperate to be.
I want you two to be able to try again! It sucks, I massively resent having to bother with the whole thing again. But it’s also exciting and it’s what you’ve been waiting for.
Let me know how it goes tomorrow. So hope they’re helpful and it’s a productive helpful appointment.