After almost 3 years of TTC, I finally got a BFP last May, and then miscarried. I'm THRILLED and blessed to have gotten another BFP a week ago today (I'm 5 weeks yesterday). But MAN is this a barrage of emotions.
I had a missed miscarriage, so thought everything was perfectly fine, good numbers, ultrasounds, the whole bit. Then went in and found out the baby had stopped growing two days after my last ultrasound. No warning, no spotting, no random pains, nothing. I thought everything was fine last time. So no matter how times I hear or tell myself "I'm sure everything is fine" it means nothing.
And I feel guilty about it.
I mean... I got another BFP!! My first time trying actually!!! (after a 4 month hiatus) I'm so lucky! And I am happy about that, don't get me wrong. Thrilled. But I don't feel as giddy as I did last time.
I have my first scan today, and I don't even think that's going to make me feel what it did last time. Last time we were so comforted and excited by the scans. And last time we were DYING to tell people, this time we really don't even want to.
Feels like that's somehow not fair to this baby? I dunno how to explain it. But it makes me feel guilty. I just don't have the same innocent excitement with this pregnancy as I did the last.
Today (TMI warning) I took a poop and saw a small streak of blood. My heart DROPPED and I just sat there a moment before wiping the front expecting to find more blood. When I wiped the front it was blood-free and it became obvious that the blood from behind was likely from my slight constipation lately.
But I didn't get a wave of relief. (I mean, obviously I would have felt a million times worse if i HAD seen blood) but I expected to feel this wave of relief, and it just fed into my anxiousness instead. This then immediately made me feel guilty. (notice the pattern here?)
Then (and here's the fun thing about guilt) it snowballs. I end up feeling guilty because I know there are people in WAY worse fertility situations than me. I remember reading posts in of people who were finally in their first-tri that were worried and thinking to myself "i WISH i was worried about THAT!". In fact, I feel guilty and even somewhat embarrassed to be posting this here.
I know there is no way to "fix" this at the moment. Just time. I expected to be anxious, I expected to be concerned and to overanalyze everything. I didn't expect this weird guilt feeling to be laced into everything.
(I was raised catholic though so maybe that's part of why! <-- i mean that in a friendly light-hearted way!)
Anyone relate?
I had a missed miscarriage, so thought everything was perfectly fine, good numbers, ultrasounds, the whole bit. Then went in and found out the baby had stopped growing two days after my last ultrasound. No warning, no spotting, no random pains, nothing. I thought everything was fine last time. So no matter how times I hear or tell myself "I'm sure everything is fine" it means nothing.
And I feel guilty about it.
I mean... I got another BFP!! My first time trying actually!!! (after a 4 month hiatus) I'm so lucky! And I am happy about that, don't get me wrong. Thrilled. But I don't feel as giddy as I did last time.
I have my first scan today, and I don't even think that's going to make me feel what it did last time. Last time we were so comforted and excited by the scans. And last time we were DYING to tell people, this time we really don't even want to.
Feels like that's somehow not fair to this baby? I dunno how to explain it. But it makes me feel guilty. I just don't have the same innocent excitement with this pregnancy as I did the last.
Today (TMI warning) I took a poop and saw a small streak of blood. My heart DROPPED and I just sat there a moment before wiping the front expecting to find more blood. When I wiped the front it was blood-free and it became obvious that the blood from behind was likely from my slight constipation lately.
But I didn't get a wave of relief. (I mean, obviously I would have felt a million times worse if i HAD seen blood) but I expected to feel this wave of relief, and it just fed into my anxiousness instead. This then immediately made me feel guilty. (notice the pattern here?)
Then (and here's the fun thing about guilt) it snowballs. I end up feeling guilty because I know there are people in WAY worse fertility situations than me. I remember reading posts in of people who were finally in their first-tri that were worried and thinking to myself "i WISH i was worried about THAT!". In fact, I feel guilty and even somewhat embarrassed to be posting this here.
I know there is no way to "fix" this at the moment. Just time. I expected to be anxious, I expected to be concerned and to overanalyze everything. I didn't expect this weird guilt feeling to be laced into everything.
(I was raised catholic though so maybe that's part of why! <-- i mean that in a friendly light-hearted way!)
Anyone relate?