RobenR
Mum to miracle girl & boy
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It's been two weeks since they took my baby out (D&E at 18w 3d due to Turner's Syndrome. The baby had died at 16w). Two very long weeks in which my mind has become my biggest prison and when I passed what would have been the five month mark for me the other day I couldn't get my daughter out of my mind.
I found solace and comfort in a coworker who miscarried her baby just before Christmas, she has been wonderful in commiserating with me as she is the only one in the vicinity who knows exactly what I'm feeling and how my mind is working. Today she told me she's 7 weeks pregnant and that she conceived two weeks after her miscarriage.
I'm having trouble breathing after being told this. I'm fighting off a full-on panic attack. I feel like I've been punched in the gut. I want to be happy for her, and I told her congratulations and smiled for her, told her how wonderful and perfect it will be this time but... I'm not happy. I'm so jealous that I could scream. I'm trying to keep it together in the office and all I want to do is cry. I actually had to take a break and leave my desk because I was going to lose it and had a crying fit in the bathroom.
Am I being irrational? Am I horrible person because I cannot be happy for her? I know how much this means to her, and I know how long and hard she and her husband have been trying for a baby. I remember how sad I was for her when she lost her baby and I was still pregnant. Is it wrong of me to feel like God is taking some kind of revenge on me? Is it wrong to be so jealous? Why her and not me? Why is it that the good is happening for her?
I know it's only two weeks since my miscarriage but I want to be pregnant again so bad, to feel that life within me. My husband and I started trying again on Saturday, just short of the two weeks and I am praying that maybe I'll be one of the lucky ones to get pregnant right away but I don't know how the body works after a D&E, this was our first pregnancy.
I'm so scared I'll never conceive again and that my husband and I will never have a baby. I don't know what to do to make that happen.
My heart is breaking. Am I wrong to feel like this? Why can't the damned tears just stop?
I found solace and comfort in a coworker who miscarried her baby just before Christmas, she has been wonderful in commiserating with me as she is the only one in the vicinity who knows exactly what I'm feeling and how my mind is working. Today she told me she's 7 weeks pregnant and that she conceived two weeks after her miscarriage.
I'm having trouble breathing after being told this. I'm fighting off a full-on panic attack. I feel like I've been punched in the gut. I want to be happy for her, and I told her congratulations and smiled for her, told her how wonderful and perfect it will be this time but... I'm not happy. I'm so jealous that I could scream. I'm trying to keep it together in the office and all I want to do is cry. I actually had to take a break and leave my desk because I was going to lose it and had a crying fit in the bathroom.
Am I being irrational? Am I horrible person because I cannot be happy for her? I know how much this means to her, and I know how long and hard she and her husband have been trying for a baby. I remember how sad I was for her when she lost her baby and I was still pregnant. Is it wrong of me to feel like God is taking some kind of revenge on me? Is it wrong to be so jealous? Why her and not me? Why is it that the good is happening for her?
I know it's only two weeks since my miscarriage but I want to be pregnant again so bad, to feel that life within me. My husband and I started trying again on Saturday, just short of the two weeks and I am praying that maybe I'll be one of the lucky ones to get pregnant right away but I don't know how the body works after a D&E, this was our first pregnancy.
I'm so scared I'll never conceive again and that my husband and I will never have a baby. I don't know what to do to make that happen.
My heart is breaking. Am I wrong to feel like this? Why can't the damned tears just stop?