Hi everyone, just wanted to pop on here and say hello and to wish all of you all the best, also so sorry that you are here.
@Bumbers I’m so sorry to hear of your loss, hope you’re taking care of yourself at this difficult time.
Just wanted to share my story to give you some hope. My little boy was stillborn @36 weeks just before Christmas 2012, he was a twin, his twin was born alive. The autopsy showed no reason for him passing. So we had the strange/sad/happy/brutal situation of one baby surviving and one passing away. That was a very weird first year. A lot of people said “oh well at least you have this one” – wtaf, but I won’t get into all the stupid things people have said over the years – you know it all most likely. He is now 5 yrs. When he was 15 months we fell pregnant again, we weren’t trying but weren’t not trying – amazing really considering we’re trying again now and I can’t imagine being that relaxed! The subsequent pregnancy was so so hard, so stressful. I hated every minute of it and I had a bit of a mantra to myself saying I would only celebrate when the live baby was in my arms. I see a lot of you are the same here – I totally get it. I did have great support from the midwives. I was under consultant care which was ok but as I saw a different consultant each time I would have to explain to them why I was high risk at each visit (they NEVER read the bloody notes, ever). I remember one time giving the consultant a total mouthful for not reading the notes whilst bursting into a flood of tears “WHY CAN’T YOU READ MY NOTES!”, he was very sheepish, and so he should have been. That was an emotional rollercoaster – knowing that at each visit I would have to relive the whole stillbirth again and again. So make sure to ask the consultant to read your notes before they even open their mouths, as that’s what I did in the last few months as I was so sick of the visits. The midwives were much better in being prepped for me which I was thankful for. DS3 was born Christmas 2014, via VBAC. I was shitting myself for the whole labour but also felt very in control of my body, a very weird feeling, I think it must have been my primal instinct as I didn’t think I would be like that. I was monitored very closely by the head midwife on call (awesome woman). When he was born he was struggling to breathe, not seriously, but as I was so shitting myself I shouted at the MW to “Get him off me and sort him out, I can’t have him die!!”. I put a fire under her arse and she rang the emergency bell and he was sorted out quick smart while I looked on, still shitting myself. I was so happy to be put in the normal ward with all the mums and live babies, I didn’t even care that I was kept in for a week with DS, he was alive so what else could I want! We’re TTC again, we’ve always wanted 3 here with us. I’ve had two MMCs this year already but I’m strong and will keep trying until another baby is live in my arms. I feel anxious but know I can have a live baby and hope it will happen again. I may pop on a bit from time to time to check in.
Hugs to all 