I didn't know I was preggers when I had my first miscarriage, that was 2004. I had a pretty normal pregnancy with my son (2005). Funny, I really wanted a baby after finding out I lost one. Like a switch went off.
I got pregnant again last April. I had a D&C on July 1st. The pregnancy stopped developing after 8-9 weeks. Pretty tough, but not like I thought it was going to be. I saw the ultra sound and there was nothing there. I was starting to get sick and everything was inflammed.
I just keep telling myself that it wasn't my fault. I did everything I was supposed to do. Somtimes, things just happen that are beyond our control and we just have to move on. Big pill to swallow, I know. It helps though. I try not to beat myself up and tell people I don't want to discuss it when they start with the whole "nature has a way"....yeah yeah yeah, shut up. I know!
ok, there might be some anger there....people are just stupid.
my coworker has minor surgery on her foot...they go see her, take her flowers and cards. I am out for a week, not one damn phone call or email. Yeah, it chaps my ***. Don't worry though, not one is getting sympathy from me.
My hubby has been great and I think he really took it worse than I did. He thinks I am a fragile flower...ok, I can be emotional...but I am not AS fragile as he thinks I am. He has taken me out and we really try to spend a lot of time with my son.
He knows something is going on, but he just tells me "mommy, me wuvs you". He told me I needed to go to the doctor to get some "med-seen". It would make my "ouchies" go away. If life were only that simple. But I know he means well and is my best buddie!