Hi kjh, fellow 12 weeker! I've got my 12 (and a half) week scan on Wednesday. Totally wetting myself about it.
fod I sneak them out whilst walking down hospital corridors. If one gets too 'lively', I look outraged at the nearest person I pass as if it's their's (ha!)
My (male) workmate is off today because his partner has had a miscarriage at the weekend. I feel so sad for him, and for her, and also very selfishly for me. I didn't cry much (once) at the time I lost ours, partly because I was just too shocked and just 'getting through it' at the time. Now I feel like I've just been told it's happened to us again (there appears to be no bounds to my utter self-centeredness today), and want to howl and wail a bit at the utter unfairness of it. It feels like miscarriage happens to everyone, that I'm going to turn up on Wednesday and they'll tell me it's not alive (again), and I don't know how to do this again. The first time I didn't know how much it'd still be hurting, so my naivety got me through. Now I know just what it'll feel like, I am scared I'm going to go through it again.
I still miss it, and I feel like I'm only meant to feel happy that I'm pregnant again. The people we've told just look pleased because now it's all 'fixed'. I haven't spoken to many RL friend about how bad I felt (because clearly I'd rather save that for 30 total strangers
), but I feel like everyone just wants it forgotten double quick. I must be happy, or I wouldn't wake up every day scared (if that makes sense). But then, I also feel like I won't let myself feel anything for this one. I feel like I don't want this one, I wanted the other one. The one that I dreamed about, and thought of all day long, and laughed about. I feel traitorous having this one instead of that one.
I also feel I should be sacked from the posi-frickin-tivity thread, and banished to start my own still-whining-on-about-it thread. Sorry guys. I am officially a moany old bag.