superp123
Super Auntie to 3 + 1
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For those who wonder if you ever get over it. I think the answer to that question depends on weather or not you've been given the opportunity to see it through again. This time 4yrs ago I was in th ER having a mc at 12wks. I went in and the first time I was able to see my baby it was already gone. It wasn't until Christmas Eve when I would actually have a full mc. It was heartwrenching. I remember the emotions, the feeling of being numb, thinking there was a mistake. I remember thinking, 'this is Christmas....' how unfair everything was. Its all very fresh and yet it's like a very fuzzy memeory and you wonder was that me?
I've since lost another at 7wks this June. Both pregnancies were found on dates that stick with you, the first Oct 31, second Mothers Day, both lost around the same type of dates, first Christmas, second my birthday. I'm going on thirty-one this year and still no children of my own. I'm older, with less than half the eggs I was born with and still waiting for a sticky bean. Not to say that I'm the oldest bird here, but I feel like time has slipped away from me. I started this TTC thing young (at least I thought) with the hopes of having six children. I'm now 4years older and childless, I'd be happy with one, and I'm running out of important dates.
I cannot even count how many babies have been born around me in this time. I don't even want to attempt it.
Now not to say that I'm gloom and doom. It's just not my style. With one anniversary and another due date creeping up on me and no BFP again this cycle. I can't help but reflect a little on the person I was, from the person I've become. I don't think I'll ever be the same. The thing about having a mc(s) is not about the agony of having a mc but of the memories of the things you'd hoped for, the failure you feel, the sense of being incomplete. It's constant, and frustrating.
Is it less painfull today? Sure. But I wish today, I'd be in a situation where I could say, 'look once upon a time I had mc but look now I've got that little babe I'd alway's hoped for...' I wish. This time next year, I hope that I can tell that story. In the mean time here's to faith, hope and love.
P
I've since lost another at 7wks this June. Both pregnancies were found on dates that stick with you, the first Oct 31, second Mothers Day, both lost around the same type of dates, first Christmas, second my birthday. I'm going on thirty-one this year and still no children of my own. I'm older, with less than half the eggs I was born with and still waiting for a sticky bean. Not to say that I'm the oldest bird here, but I feel like time has slipped away from me. I started this TTC thing young (at least I thought) with the hopes of having six children. I'm now 4years older and childless, I'd be happy with one, and I'm running out of important dates.

I cannot even count how many babies have been born around me in this time. I don't even want to attempt it.
Now not to say that I'm gloom and doom. It's just not my style. With one anniversary and another due date creeping up on me and no BFP again this cycle. I can't help but reflect a little on the person I was, from the person I've become. I don't think I'll ever be the same. The thing about having a mc(s) is not about the agony of having a mc but of the memories of the things you'd hoped for, the failure you feel, the sense of being incomplete. It's constant, and frustrating.
Is it less painfull today? Sure. But I wish today, I'd be in a situation where I could say, 'look once upon a time I had mc but look now I've got that little babe I'd alway's hoped for...' I wish. This time next year, I hope that I can tell that story. In the mean time here's to faith, hope and love.
P