I lost my baby at nineteen weeks, in October 2009. It feels like a lifetime ago and yet over the last few months I've been strangely comforted by the knowledge I was 'within the time I would have been pregnant'. The passing of Elliott's due date in three and a half weeks time is really frightening me as then it will 'all be in the past'.
To make matters worse, last week I had a myomectomy which the consultant concerned promised would sort out a giant fibroid that caused a placental abruption and therefore my miscarriage. He was very cocky about his ability to do this (which left me asking 'If it's so easy why did no one ever suggest trying to sort this out prior to me undergoing IVF to get pregnant?) Anyway, Mr Cocky got his come uppance cos when they opened me up they found out the fibroid is inoperable. He didn't come and see me afterwards and left his lovely registrar to come and break the news.
I am 40 in three weeks and my due date is ten days later. I've just been told it's highly unlikely I'll be able to have a baby - or if I manage by some miracle of IVF to get pregnant, it will be a high risk pregnancy for both the baby and myself.
I can't explain how terrible I feel.