Quick backround story.. I had a mc at Christmas which put me on edge when i fell pregnant again end of Jan.. We had 3 early scans 5, 7 and 11 weeks just to make sure all was progressing well which by the scans they were.
Had a scan yesterday on Fri the 13th! First off, bubs is perfectly fine and was stretching out and relaxing the whole time
I had the WORST time ever at my scan, I'm furious at myself and I can't sleep due to how it went. So we went in and waited 45 mins for my actual scan, I understand there's delays etc but still, I was nervous enough and I believe this set my anxiety off a lot..
Finally had my scan, all looked perfect but the tech wouldn't even look at the nub which I wanted
no biggie I suppose. I felt horrible because the only emotion I felt was slight relief, not happiness - I really thought I'd go in there and be diagnosed with a mmc.
So we went to the desk to sort a 20wk appointment out, where I was told my due date was "definitely the 10th, definitely" which I wasn't happy with mostly because of my mood but also 3 scans beforehand saying between 8-9th. but after a slight moan I gave in.. Next scan isn't until 23rd May
so far away! I was ok with this, if slightly upset and I could feel the tears welling up and the woman was basically telling me to stop moaning and go see the midwife so I went and waited for the midwife in another room.
This is when I fell apart! I went into the office and she was a lovely lady, who then went "so you're due the 12th October?" I almost screamed NO at her, OH didn't know what to do with himself at how upset I was over the dates. She said I'd been told 10th at the desk from the scan but was really the 12th
what the actual fuck. I'd walked 2minutes and lost yet another 2 days..
She then weighed me and I saw a blood canister thingy, went faint (hate the sight of them) and started properly crying my eyes out, I was a mess - was only a matter of time until something had set me off. Was going on about how furious I was that I'd waited over 10 weeks for an appointment to be put back 4 days when 3 scans had said the same thing!!
OH really did try to fight my corner whilst I was sobbing my heart out, explaining about the scans we'd had and stuff, bless him. He's NEVER seen me cry, never mind like that! I literally couldn't speak for 20 mins I was that much of a mess.
Anywho, the midwife could tell it wasn't really the dates thing that had got to me - it was just a catalyst to a breakdown and she asked if I'd been feeling down and if I wanted the pregnancy etc.. I told her I was just relieved that the baby was ok on the scan but it had set me off due to never thinking I'd get this far and that I'd have a mmc so wouldn't have prepared myself to see a midwife afterwards and the fact I'd got an extra 4 days had made me worried I wouldn't cope having even more time to wait for a safe arrival etc.
I've come to terms with something today and I'm going to say it.. I don't think I'm bonding with my baby properly as I'm too scared to lose them. My midwife thinks I have prenatal depression and it will all be sorted soon once I've admitted things to myself and accepted that my baby is ok and that I need to take things one day at a time.
Never felt so shit in all my life, I just need someone to talk to
Had a scan yesterday on Fri the 13th! First off, bubs is perfectly fine and was stretching out and relaxing the whole time

I had the WORST time ever at my scan, I'm furious at myself and I can't sleep due to how it went. So we went in and waited 45 mins for my actual scan, I understand there's delays etc but still, I was nervous enough and I believe this set my anxiety off a lot..
Finally had my scan, all looked perfect but the tech wouldn't even look at the nub which I wanted

So we went to the desk to sort a 20wk appointment out, where I was told my due date was "definitely the 10th, definitely" which I wasn't happy with mostly because of my mood but also 3 scans beforehand saying between 8-9th. but after a slight moan I gave in.. Next scan isn't until 23rd May

This is when I fell apart! I went into the office and she was a lovely lady, who then went "so you're due the 12th October?" I almost screamed NO at her, OH didn't know what to do with himself at how upset I was over the dates. She said I'd been told 10th at the desk from the scan but was really the 12th

She then weighed me and I saw a blood canister thingy, went faint (hate the sight of them) and started properly crying my eyes out, I was a mess - was only a matter of time until something had set me off. Was going on about how furious I was that I'd waited over 10 weeks for an appointment to be put back 4 days when 3 scans had said the same thing!!
OH really did try to fight my corner whilst I was sobbing my heart out, explaining about the scans we'd had and stuff, bless him. He's NEVER seen me cry, never mind like that! I literally couldn't speak for 20 mins I was that much of a mess.
Anywho, the midwife could tell it wasn't really the dates thing that had got to me - it was just a catalyst to a breakdown and she asked if I'd been feeling down and if I wanted the pregnancy etc.. I told her I was just relieved that the baby was ok on the scan but it had set me off due to never thinking I'd get this far and that I'd have a mmc so wouldn't have prepared myself to see a midwife afterwards and the fact I'd got an extra 4 days had made me worried I wouldn't cope having even more time to wait for a safe arrival etc.
I've come to terms with something today and I'm going to say it.. I don't think I'm bonding with my baby properly as I'm too scared to lose them. My midwife thinks I have prenatal depression and it will all be sorted soon once I've admitted things to myself and accepted that my baby is ok and that I need to take things one day at a time.
Never felt so shit in all my life, I just need someone to talk to
