possible trigger for some people in this post
I was torn for 3 weeks on whether to keep the baby or not and felt like I was running out of time being over 8 weeks pregnant that I had to make a decision quickly so I took the first tablet on Tuesday I felt so much guilt and shame afterwards. I’m still not sure if it was regret or sadness.
I instantly started looking up whether a baby could survive the first pill and found a few cases where the baby did but the risk of it’s development was high so I called the clinic for more information and they told me it was too late and I had to proceed with the process. I was just numb with grief the whole day Wednesday because I knew I couldn’t go back on my decision even though I know I was still unsure what I really wanted.
I took the misoprostol yesterday morning as soon as I woke to stop myself from thinking about it too much, went back to bed and slept for 4 hours. I went to the toilet and everything passed so quickly and I told myself not to look so I flushed everything away before doing anything else and told myself you just need to get on with it now it’s over.
this part is detailed before you read and regret
when I went to change my pad I seen the baby’s head, everything else I assume was in the toilet but not it’s head. I quickly pulled my trousers so I couldn’t see the pad and had a total mental breakdown I sat on the toilet for what felt like hours sobbing at what I had done, I couldn’t move because I was scared I would see it again and didn’t know what to do so I just sat there until my husband came home. He tried to help me and wanted to take everything away but I wouldn’t let him because I didn’t want him to see what I had done to our baby and was scared he would hate me. I eventually let him fold up my pad and take it away while I closed my eyes. I have so much guilt it’s unbearable, if I hadn’t seen anything it would have been easier but I can’t get the image out of my head at all, it was perfectly formed, I seen it’s eyes, nose, mouth and ears it just looked like a baby and not what other people tell you that it’s just a blob at that stage because it most certainly is not!
it’s only been a day since it happened and I don’t think I will ever forgive myself and I will never forget what I seen. I killed my baby and it’s face will haunt me for the rest of my life and it’s what I deserve.