AARRRGHH. I was really hoping that me posting about dd wouldn't have that effect. Oh love. there's no hierarchy of grief, of trauma, of Stuff. there isn't.
fuck, Lela, I had a dream childhood, easy life, nothing bad Ever Happened to me. It didn't.
And god, yes. losing dd broke my heart, but I had wonderful support and I know I'm ok. But you didn't have all that, love, you had a shitty childhood that left you bruised and battered and vulnerable and yes, this has messed with you in a way that it's maybe wouldn't get to someone who hasn't had your life - but that doesn't make you wrong or bad. OK? there's no comparing traumas - no problem Top Trumps; pain is pain is pain.
What I'm trying to say, and what I really, really want you to take from this, is that I've been somewhere where I thought I'd wake up crying every day for ever, where I was scared to look at my own wee baby, but now I'm here, and I'm ok, and you will be too, if you just give it a chance. It won't be easy, but it will happen, and your life isn't ruined. It really isn't.
Had to dash off mid-post there to feed ds, and thought some more. When I was really sad about dd, I didn't want to feel better - it felt terribly disloyal. And I was wondering if much of your desire for a girl relates to the kind of promise we make to ourselves as children - I'll never do that, i'll be better than that, I'll make it right next time. And in your case, your horrible childhood might have made those promises all the more powerful and real, iyswim? so it's doubly hard to say goodbye to that girl you wanted, that you were going to do right by, beacuse it's somehow disloyal to little lela, to that poor wee girl who wanted things to be better? I don't know - tell me to bugger off if I'm talking crap.
But if it helps, I eventually realised that it wasn't disloyal to dd1 to be ok, to be happy for almost all the time, because I was never going to forget what mattered. And soemwhere down the line you need to accept the possibility that it is going to be possible and ok for you to be happy, to like and love your son. You might always miss that girl you wanted; in a way, it's similar to me - ok, I held her and said goodbye, but she was so weee and so new I didn't "know" her either, so much of my loss was hopes and dreams, like you - but you will find a place for that loss, and feel a bit blue about it sometimes, but find joy in places you never expected.
Please, though, please don't feel bad about posting about how you feel because you don't feel it's "worthwhile" or whatever, compared to others. It's hurting you, and it matters. OK?