My boyfriend and I decided to start a family together in January. Found out we were pregnant in February and miscarried in April. As awful as it was, he's since told me he doesn't want to try again. Not to mention I'm completely devastated. We both have a child from previous relationships, and I know I'm blessed to have one!!! I thank God for the blessings I've received all the time! My son is my heart and soul.
As far as our relationship goes; we have a great little dynamic together, same values and ideas, same sense of humor, chemistry and we both love each other among many other things!! I love his daughter and enjoy my relationship with her, as well. Which is often an issue in other relationships. Not ours.
I'm 38, he's 39, he thinks he's too old to try again and believes the miscarriage was a sign that it wasn't meant to be. People miscarry and try again all the time and successfully conceive again. Maybe it's that that one wasn't meant to be, not that it doesn't have to be meant to be.
As woman we are maternal by nature. Our bodies are made to carry. For some it's our calling, for me it's my calling. It's always been one of my top goals to have a family, share that bond and that love under one household. To nurture, raise and care for my family. To have big family dinners, laughs, conversations, big holidays, that slight bit of dysfunction that's laughed at later in life, children to grow old with and not to mention the only child will have another child to lean on during hard times and eventually parental death. I know it sounds morbid, but isn't it the truth? I feel like my dreams and goals have been shattered and torn away, because he thinks it wasn't meant to be, furthermore, the miscarriage and the hormones caused riff with other subjects during that time. We never had much of a chance to mourn together. Every other party (MIL,ex, random) swarmed in reaking havoc and caused further destruction, but we stuck together through it all, because our love was stronger.
It's now been four months and his doubts are making me question what's best for my future. It makes me question Whether I'm important to him. I'm quite confused, because we're highly compatible and, well, I love him. We no longer share the same goal. Part of me feels I need time away to gather my thoughts and figure out what's important, but does time away solve anything? What about our little dynamic? What about our childrens lives? We all love each other. I don't want to take that away from them either. I'm heartbroken. I feel wilted. Do I go or do I stay? I've prayed, I've screamed, I've cried. I've asked God to guide me. I've asked my guardian angels to guide me. I'm extremely lost.
What now?