I am a week on after being diagnosed with an ectopic pregnancy. It was my first pregnancy and I’m ever so disappointed and sad. I miss being pregnant and the way I felt, of such hope for the future.
I was treated with methotrexate and my hcg levels are going down, just very slowly, so I am waiting to hear if I need to go back for round two, on Christmas Eve.
In the meantime, I feel constantly tearful and lethargic. I am normally the type of person who will get up, and have another go, so having to wait several months before TTC again feels like torture. I am not sure how I will get through it.
Ten of our friends and family are expecting babies at the moment, most of whom live very close by and with whom we see often. The prospect of seeing pregnant bellies and new babies so close in age to what ours would have been is the most painful thing. I just want to hide away forever. I am so angry that they get to have a baby, and my arms will be so empty. I keep trying to find meaning as to why we were chosen for this experience, but I can’t find any answers. I saw a baby in a shop today and nearly burst into tears.
I’ve been referred to the psychological support unit at the early pregnancy unit but I have no idea when I might get help from it. I just can’t face the prospect of months and months of feeling this way.