Hey,
So been with dp for 17 years, have a 15 yr age gap between us he is older.
We have three dc and an angel baby a few years back. One of my dc is sen and can be very full on at times.
I found out three weeks ago that I was expecting again, not planned. Initially I was shocked but secretly excited.
My dp was dead against the idea, had loads of reasons and to be fair I could see his point in a lot of them but my heart was telling me I wanted the baby.
We argued, reasoned argued some more. In the end I booked a consultation for a termination as a 'just in case I changed my mind'.
I became angry with him, that he was wanting me to terminate, wanting me to go through with that when he can see how much I love being a mum.
The Friday night before last I started spotting and by Saturday afternoon I was experiencing contractions and heavy bleeding i seen a doctor and was sent home with cocodamol for the pain, on Sunday I delivered my baby at home on my own.
I called EPAU on Monday morning and was told to come in on Tuesday. I was scanned and bloods taken it confirmed what I thought I had to sign papers for my baby to be sent to pathology to be examined and then to be cremated and scattered in a cemetery under a remembrance tree.
I have been back twice now for bloods to ensure my levels are dropping, which they are.
I have this overwhelming anger, hurt, disappointment, sadness. But the anger is getting me the most, it is towards dp.
I feel like I am consumed by sadness and grief. That I am unable to share, we didn't tell anyone so I lie here in our bed alone sobbing and no one else knows why. I feel like I am struggling to cope with my children and becoming short tempered and I know it's not their fault. I have had to tell them mummy isn't feeling too well just now and she is sorry for shouting and being upset.
I feel so let down. But I also have guilt, huge guilt that I lost my very much wanted baby because I booked that bloody consultation. I wanted my baby with every bone in my body and now I feel so empty.
The last time I went through a mc we leant in each other. That was many years ago this time I can't even look at him, I leave a room when he walks in. Will this get any better? Will I come to terms with this? I need to become the strong mum I know I am for my kids just now and not this sobbing angry mess.