hey ladies, just checking in with you all. so yesterday was AWFUL!
I have never cried so much so hard in my life. I was so broken. After I texted immediate family letting them know, i wouldnt stop getting calls. I ignored them all bcuz i wasnt ready to talk about it.
Im still not really ready to talk about it, but whatever. I decided that I needed to get out of the house, so I went to my sons soccer game. Of course, while I was sitting and watching the game, a couple with a newborn baby sat RIGHT NEXT TO ME. Like, go away, for real.
Then my MIL decided to come over with my nephew and my AIL and have a backyard BBQ...yeah I so wasnt having it.
I got into a fight with hubby on the way home frm the game, telling him i wasnt in the mood for company. He told me i need to stop moping and whatever. I told him that tihs was the most devastating day of my life. He scoffed it off. I told him..."How can u not expect me to be devastated, i just lost a baby...maybe 2!!!" and he says to me...and it will take some time to forgive him for this.... "it wasnt a baby, it was a group of cells!!!" then proceeded to tell me that if i was gunna mope all day, to go in our room and mope cuz i am over-reacting....
it doesnt matter that it was technically a group of cells..it was still my baby(babies), and i loved them so much! I have a folder on my computer titled Baby #2 and i have pics of the test and the embryos in it. It was the start of my scrapbook that I was going to make. And now its gone. Its just a folder of what could have been. I mean, how am I supposed to just resume life like nothing happened??
Just because it was a chemical...it doesnt mean that it wasnt real. It was a real pregnancy. It just means that I miscarried before ultrasound could detect anything. ITS STILL A LOSS.
And i cant seem to get that through to hubby. I mean, he wasnt really involved in the process much. I did the shots....i went to the docs every other day for blood work and ultrasound...i had the symptoms...i did the egg retrieval BY MYSELF (he had finals...understandble)...I did the transfer by myself...i saw them go into my body...i got the picture....i felt them implanting in my lining...i bought the test....i took the test....i was the first one to see the positive...and i was the one who lost them...when people ask what happened, its "JENN had a miscarriage....JENN lost the baby" The blame automatically gets placed on me. I put it on myself. I am the reason we are infertile. He is perfect, if he wanted to go and have a baby with some random chick, he could. I cant. I will never be able to have a baby without medical intervention. This is all my fault. Then, I finally get pregnant, and then my body kills it. I know that when its an early loss, it usually means there was a chromosomal abnormality. My baby wouldnt have been healthy, his/her whole life would have been suffering, and I wouldnt want that for my baby. But it still hurts like hell that just because there is no ultrasound proof, that it means i wasnt pregnant....cuz thats not true. I was pregnant...i was told that i was pregnant...but that it most likely wouldnt stick. I never knew pain until yesterday. I possibly had a miscarriage when I was 17, but it was never confirmed. I was too scared to take a test, I was 3 weeks late, then I had the period FROM HELL. I was passing clots, big clots, (TMI sorry) and it was just awful...so painful...RE says it definitely sounds like miscariage, but no way to confirm now. So this could be 2 miscarriages that I have had. Like, wtf is wrong with me? I am just so broken. Today is definitely better than yesterday, because i have had time to think about it, and my AIL talked with me about it, let me cry it out, talk in whatever ridiculous way i wanted, reassured me, and rubbed my back while i cried on my bed. so that helped...it would just help a lil more if i didnt feel so alone in this. I know u ladies are there for me, but sometimes you just need for someone to be physically there to hold you while you cry and hurt. and that should be my hubby....but since hes a dumb guy
who hides his feelings...its just me, myself, and I.