Hi,
I have been sitting here for hours in a daze. A few weeks ago I had my fifth miscarriage in the first trimester. All are recurrent, no kids.
DH and I had been trying for 3 years. No luck. This time it was different. I was rushed to A&E after having the most painful spasms on the toilet. Lost a lot of blood and actually passed out from the trauma and blood loss.
Since then, DH claims he is also upset, but it just feels like everything is just off. It feels like we are more like roommates.
Haven't had any sex since TTC (4 months the ago), though I've also had thrush and other things going on down there. But I've increasingly found myself becoming obsessed and fixated with cheating.
Obviously I haven't done anything. Never cheated. My DH is a kind hearted man, he always gets things from the shops on the way back from work if I need anything.
I do appreciate everything he does. But at the same time, for over a year now I've had the growing feeling that we are drifting apart, and have different ways of coping.
I feel like I am honestly starved of the physical affection I desire, and not to mention, for many years I've asked him to do new things with me to get a sense of excitement and connection in our relationship as we have different interests.
He would always vaguely say yes, but never make plans to go through (for example, salsa dancing, pottery class or SOMETHING new!). I am quite adventurous and really a big kid at heart. Where he is more serious and studious.
But I feel like the worst person. Why am i thinking these things? In the emergency room there was a kind doctor, he always came to check on me especially and I can't forget his eyes.
It feels like my DH and I haven't made eye contact truly in a long time. I feel like I just want to be seen.
Obviously the latest blow from our last MC has affected me pretty badly. I have some sort of PTSD , flashbacks of the white lights blood and hospital bed rattling as the blood soaked out.
My mum was with me, unfortunately DH had to be at work but was there at home before to get my parents to help get me to hospital.
Since then, I've recently started going to the gym as I want a release from home and the dogs. I want to get fitter and healthier. I now spend hours at the gym every day, which happens to be when DH is home marking papers (he has a second job now).
Until recently, I started to notice that guys were paying attention to me in the gym - totally not used to it as I would always be home or with DH. It felt really nice to have the feeling of being desired, and I now find myself constantly fixated on the 'what if'.
But it is all so terrifying. And I honestly feel like what if this is the best I will get? I don't want to be horrible and take for granted the good qualities, but I just wish sometimes he would try to do more things with me to build our connection and intimacy.
I just feel so pent up, isolated and all alone. I feel like in the back of my mind I keep fearing this could be the end of my marriage.
I booked a fertility scan in January. But even that, it feels like he just is going along with it for my sake. I just want him to want to be involved. We have talked about surrogacy and adoption, but again I feel like these are things I want because I want kids do badly.
But what if he is just going along with it to please me?
I just feel like a mess. Emotionally, mentally 😪 💔 my heart feels so heavy with the burden of possibly never having kids naturally, and the possibility that this could be the final straw to drive a wedge in my marriage.
Please help me, I feel bad enough already. Surely I cannot be the only one? I read statistically almost 40% of marriages end after multiple miscarriages.
How do I know if this is what is happening with mine, or is it the trauma and disconnect?
Thank you all x