I am 16 weeks today. I am lucky enough to have two dc's one aged 11 the other coming up to 4.
Just over two years ago I experienced a soul destroying miscarriage at 20 weeks ( a little boy) and I had to go through the birthing process and pretty sure I ended up with ptsd.
Anyhow, against all odds - (I'm in my 40's and have had it confirmed that my fertility is ultra low), I have now found myself pregnant again.
Pregnancy after miscarriage is never easy but I find myself behaving in ways which is aggravating my sense of isolation but can't seem to help it - it is as if it is a form of self protection. Basically, I am avoiding people because I don't want them to know that I am pregnant (I have only confided in one friend and my dentist!) My miscarriage felt very public last time, all the untelling etc. when really I wanted to be left alone. I have no extended family and I am a sahm with my little one at pre-school. I was job hunting when I discovered I was pregnant this time, had joined a walking group and was bobbing along making plans.
Don't get me wrong, I am delighted to be pregnant and to have been granted this opportunity when all the odds are stacked against me but I am finding it unbearably difficult both from a psychological and physical point of view. I am being monitored closely and that is great but I still have to inject daily with fragmin and take a raft of pills (found to be borderline anaemic). Compared to what a lot of women are going through, I realise this is mild but I feel rubbish most of the time - bad taste, underlying nausea (though not actually sick) and sometimes tired plus not sleeping well. Just getting young dc off to pre-school in the mornings sometimes feels like a mammoth task and I certainly don't feel like buzzing around the house doing housework. Fortunately, dh is helpful; cooks, put the dc's to bed, deals with dishwasher etc. as well as works full-time but not being a woman (obviously), he doesn't get how it feels and has taken plenty of time off for extra scans/appointments etc. that I don't feel we can use any more of his leave to just take me out. I like to write but this is an isolating hobby - but I do go and sit in cafe's garden centre etc. to do it just to get out. I read, do crosswords and watch detective programmes to try and pass the time. I feel really bad because I feel too rubbish sometimes to want to interact with dc's. I wouldn't want to change things but I do wish time away, I feel like the world is passing me by whilst I try to cocoon myself in this bubble. I don't think I'm depressed exactly (and wouldn't want to take meds) but these past 4 months have felt like an eternity of worry etc. and I still have probably at least another 4.5 months to go. Previously in my two successful pregnancies I had worked but now looking back wondered how I managed feeling like this. I am also being ultra cautious following my recent miscarriage so would limit activities anyway even if I felt up to it. Can anyone else relate to any of this and just wishing time away?