Thanks. I think the idea of being pregnant again is very appealing, and then the reality of it if it happens will be terrifying. I don't know how you all feel, but for me, pregnancy is a journey - you are counting off the weeks, checking progress on little charts and books, looking at what the baby is like at each stage, and when it is so cruelly stopped in its tracks, with nothing at the end, the thought of starting the journey all over again is so very scary. I can't help thinking where I should be on that journey right now, and yet I am either right at the beginning again, or more likely not on it at all yet. The weeks and months have somehow run away from me and I am nowhere. I should be so close to the finishing line, and I am not even at the starting block. Does anyone else feel like this or is it just me?
I mean, if it hasn't happened this month, it's not the end of the world, because I really shouldn't be trying anyway, but it will feel like yet another month has slipped away from me.
Thanks. I think the idea of being pregnant again is very appealing, and then the reality of it if it happens will be terrifying. I don't know how you all feel, but for me, pregnancy is a journey - you are counting off the weeks, checking progress on little charts and books, looking at what the baby is like at each stage, and when it is so cruelly stopped in its tracks, with nothing at the end, the thought of starting the journey all over again is so very scary. I can't help thinking where I should be on that journey right now, and yet I am either right at the beginning again, or more likely not on it at all yet. The weeks and months have somehow run away from me and I am nowhere. I should be so close to the finishing line, and I am not even at the starting block. Does anyone else feel like this or is it just me?
I mean, if it hasn't happened this month, it's not the end of the world, because I really shouldn't be trying anyway, but it will feel like yet another month has slipped away from me.
Do you know what this has just summed up how I feel. I cant help but track where I should be in the pregnancy which is no more. New years eve is 24 weeks exactly for me a date when I was in the hospital I kept hoping I could get to even though all my waters had gone. I was reading about waters that had broken at 19 weeks & with bed rest people made it to 24 weeks & beyond as they were hospitalised at 24 weeks. I think I torture myself keep counting the weeks. I also deleted all my iphone pregnancy apps, but then reloaded them (ready for when I need them again) and one had stored my info and gave me the dates of where I should be .
All I can think about is being pregnant again, as I just hope that it will help heal some of the pain, even though I will be totally shit scared! I know I cant bring my baby back & secretly hope I another boy as then there may be a slight resemblence to Bertie & I might get an insight into what he would have been like.....is this crazy or normal?x