Every day I reflect on how fortunate I have been. After a rollercoaster journey of infertility and a late loss I am fortunate to have 3 lovely dcs. My heart goes out to anyone who has suffered infertility and/or loss, it is truly devastating x
It's been three and half years since I lost my little boy at 20 weeks, following which I suffered ptsd but went on to have a little girl (now 7 months).
One of the mums that I have befriended on the school run is in the early days of pregnancy. She wants to show me scan pictures and it makes me feel a bit upset thinking that I will have to look at them and make adulating noises. Don't get me wrong, I am pleased for her, but it makes me think about the awful scan I had when I was told my ds had died.
I have moved forward a lot but everyday in my recent pregnancy with baby dd, I was plagued with anxiety fearing that I was going to lose her etc. It might sound selfish but all I feel I want to do is move away from pregnant women because it is a reminder of all that I went through and still seems to pick away at some kind of wound
The memory of the loss of my little boy will never go away, I am just so surprised at my reaction after all this time and I still get jealous when I hear of someone who has got pregnant seemingly just like that. I am quite open about my loss, but I think people think it is okay now that baby dd is here but of course it never really will be. I know they don't mean to be insensitive; how can they 'get it' if they've never experienced it? Perhaps it is because whilst having young children, I am still surrounded by people having babies and it will get easier later on?
Just wanted to sound my thoughts really. Most days are generally okay and even good these days and I never thought I would get to say that; just on days like this I am thrown back into the darkness again.