Just reintroducing myself- I went quiet probably almost a month ago. I did read some updates (including @Hopingrae your NIPT results - I'm so relieved for you) but have missed loads.
I had a positive 9 week scan but had a subchorionic haematoma, which they said means absolutely nothing. When I asked another question about it he got quite short with me - reminds me why I don't like private scans.
I was gonna wait til my NHS dating scan but it's not til 13+3 which is just torturous to wait for. I'm 10+4 today and last night I just booked another private scan Saturday at 11 weeks. This one is a dating scan, and a different place as I've had the same ultrasound guy twice on a weekend and I don't want him again. I think a lot of medical professionals have no insight into the anxiety this causes, and i was thinking why does it matter why you're anxious or if you are supposed to be anxious, we all are on different journeys and if we are anxious can't we just be treated kindly?
Not sure if that even makes sense.
Nausea died down about a week ago. Its still there but less. I've told so many people now, because I'm so bad at keeping secrets. HR at work knows too which is a relief. But now I'm imagining this next scan goes badly. I don't feel like anything has gone wrong, and I'm trying to be logical about the dying down of symptoms as I am coming to the end of the first trimester now.
Not sure the point of this post. This trimester is so hard, coming to terms with another birth/miscarriage, going through the nausea, the exhaustion, feeling fat and bloated, mind elsewhere and feeling useless at work, and to the outside world you're barely pregnant because there is no bump. I'm desperate for the bump as i feel it will provide some kind of validation for all I'm going through, but really we shouldn't need that.
I guess what I'm trying to say is: why is there so little recognition in society of what women go through, with fertility, with miscarriage and baby loss. It feels like all this suffering is invisible, hardly talked about. As my friend who is an English teacher says, we have reams and reams of war poetry about the suffering of men with ptsd, but there is a war going on amongst women in terms of trauma, loss, mental health pushed to the limit in the childbearing years, and it's going on right now, but it's not acknowledged and we're expected to keep quiet and get on with it because it's "natural", as though our very natural reaction to all that we go through doesn't count for anything.
Not sure if I got any sort of point across in any kind of coherent way. Glad to be rejoining this space with women who get it and support each other, and acknowledge our reactions to grief and loss are normal xxx
Hope all of you are alright xxx