baking bet you've been tempted to break dry January in the circumstances. Hand holding for MRI and EEG..next week I think? Sure Mr Baking would rather be at home with you guys at the moment. Hope Faith is continuing without further spasms x
Tanny, lovely Tanny, all heavily pregnant women go into a weird overdrive, if I remember rightly. All you can think about is the birth and the baby. Even without your history you would probably be anxious - with it, its entirely understandable that you have returned to the anxiety that accompanys pregnancy for us. You are doing so so well. We'll be waiting when you are ready to check in again xx
brummie don't berate yourself. I'm not sure you have to be reasonable all the time, and I definitely agree its never good to presume how someone else feels. You are allowed to feel raw and in pain over tbe loss of your baby. Infertility...RMC...both are shite positions to be in, with differences and similarities. For those who have had both, like barking and cat, I really can't imagine how hard that is.
flower sorry you are having a crumbling day. Its ok to have those. Repeat after me : 'Its not my fault. I am coping with a difficult situation. I will get there'. Hope tomorrow is a better day.
The conversation about loss of pregnancy/baby/fear of never having a baby...its such a personal thing and probably experienced differently by all of us, depending upon our situations and circumstances. For me, I think I have felt all of the above with different losses. No 3 was anembryonic (T22) so there was never a baby as such, but I'm not sure that made the loss any easier - the fear it will never happen, and the crushed hopes and dreams were devastating. No's 2 and 5, I felt the loss of those individuals more, having seen them moving with arms and legs and everything. No.2 in particular, which was a tfmr at 13 weeks, left me reeling. Yet through all my losses I have had my DS to keep me afloat, and if I never have another ,I will still have had him. Whilst the desire for a second is as strong as the desire I had to have him, I would have struggled an awful, awful lot more without him. Then all the months in between, all the negative tests (and I get pg fairly easily,) they are another kind of dreadful disappointment and hard-to-bear let down.
I may be rambling but I think what I am trying to say is that there are all different kinds of impossibly hard, on this quest we are all on. And thank goodness we are able to come here and support each other.