I am feeling utterly sad and helpless. I married the man of my dreams and we have been together now for 12 years, 10 years married. We had the absolutely best relationship - much to his credit in helping us establish secure communication as I dealt with a lot of abandonment issues in the past and it was hard for me. We were happy. Very happy. All was missing was a baby. No matter how much we tried I just wasn’t getting pregnant.
Then, since about 6 years ago I started having anxiety and depression after the death of my father, I developed bad OCD about germs (I was raped in my teen ages and it stemmed from there), and then terrible health anxiety along with the struggles with conceiving. Then pandemic hit and it has taken a toll on my already fragile mental health. We got pregnant after 2 years of ivf and I had a difficult pregnancy with concerns over baby and my anxiety got even worse.
my husband was there for all of it for me patiently. He was giving me his all when I was completely lost to depression and anxiety for so many years. I was never rude to him directly but I offended him often by comments of washing his hands etc.
Our long awaited baby was born and I was happiest I have ever been. Then, I started having problems with my health with a suspected cancer (but was cleared after a few long months of investigations) and postnatal anxiety. I was worried about everything about baby. About not holding him correctly, about him having a fever etc. We fought many times as I always thought we need to see a doctor and my husband would say that the baby is absolutely fine.
From about when my baby was 6 weeks I realised he was different from other babies in our antenatal group. I did not know what was wrong but I always had a gnawing feeling that something was amiss. He was late to hold his head and had strange movements. I went into a Google rabbit hole and diagnosed him with pretty much everything. I was wrong about the diagnoses I picked but I could still see that things are not right with the baby. By this point my husbands patients and resources to support me ran out….
I had counselling, medication but nothing is helping. Our sweet baby is 9 months old now and I can see he is not developing as he should and has autistics traits. He is late in his gross motor skills, has problems
with eye contact and babbling and doing a lot of arm flapping and odd repetitive movements, not smiling much and hard to engage in games. He constantly grunts and winged saying ‘mmmmmmmm’ or ‘uuuugh’.
i know I am the boy who cried the wolf too many times but I just can see that he has a developmental issue - he only just started crawling army style and still needs support sitting up. A couple of other friends commented on it too so I know it’s not entirely in my head.
My husband hasn’t been to the baby meet ups and it’s a first child for both of us and he completely denies any of my worries.
it got to a point that our marriage is breaking down. My husband wants me to stop worrying about the baby and just be a happy normal family. He can no longer tolerate discussions about my concerns. I want to stop worrying to but I just know that something is off… and I feel so lonely in this as well as scared of having a child with complex special needs. I hope I won’t offend anyone by saying that, I hate myself for not being strong and struggling so much. I know that my husbands love is gone but I love him (although selflishly at this point) and I want to save our relationship but I don’t think I have the strength in me as I am completely devastated over what the future for my baby could hold.
what would you do? I don’t know where to turn for help…