So, I seem to be making a bit of a mess of things. I need to let this out and hopefully someone can encourage some sense into me.
Last month I found out I was pregnant with what should/could be my third child. I had a feeling before I took the test, but felt such a wave of disappointment when I saw the positive. I cried. My other children, a boy and girl, are 5 and 3. I love them very much but I don't want to go back to the baby stage. My son especially was a very difficult baby. My work is going well and I'm otherwise happy in my life.
I spent the first week looking at ways to encourage a 'natural miscarriage' and a few days of taking copious amounts of vitamin c. Nothing happened except a very upset tummy.
I had an abortion in the past and really struggled in the aftermath with feelings of regret and even suicidal intentions for a short time. Although I'm now actually grateful and feel it was the right choice, it was a fairly long road to get there. I'm prone to being sentimental and nostalgic over things. The grass is definitely always greener on the other side.
I didn't/don't want to be pregnant but can't bear going back to that dark place and having it be 'my fault'. And I'm further on now than I was that time.
Since then, I suppose I've gone into full denial mode. I'm fine as long as I don't think about or talk about it. I try to ignore the nausea which has been quite bad too. I'm constantly hoping that I'll find blood when I go to the toilet because then it's just one of those things and it wasn't meant to be.
My husband is fine. He thinks I'll come around. I think I've been hoping that too. I've just been not talking to him about it.
Anyway... Somehow I'm about to be 10 weeks. I've made no appointments for anything. I'm entitled to an early scan because I had an ectopic in the past (this one has no symptoms of being). But I can't face going to a scan and seeing a healthy fetus. I know how messed up this is. And I can't face having an abortion either. Ideally I'd go to scan and discover a missed miscarriage (again sorry to those who this offends), and then I'd probably still beat myself up for a while for having wished it to happen.
So here I am. Hoping for a miracle. That somehow this will go away by itself and my life just goes back to normal?!