pinkgem100
Baby #2
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i am new to all so may be a bit all over the place. I had a missed miscarriage on the 3rd december 2008. My whole pregency seemed to be a nightmare, in october i got kidney infection really bad, then in November i ended up inn hospital with sever dehydration, i had a scan the next day after being omitted and all was well with the baby, i was 18 weeks and he was developing well so i was discharge the next day. then i went for my 20 week scan on the 1st dec to find that my baby had died and they think that it had happened in the last two weeks. i then took a tablet etc went home and went back to the hospital on the 3rd dec to give birth to my little angle. The hospital staff where great, i had the same nurses looking after me that i did when i was in at 18 weeks so they were realy sympathetic and let my family stay as long as they wanted. at 8:10pm on the 3rd i had a little boy, we called him Harry and agreed to send him to histology. we found out on the 6th January 09 that Harry is now back from histology and we are just waiting now to find out when we can hold his funeral.. i decided to have a funeral so that i have somewhere to go and be with him if it all gets to much..
I have been back in work since the 5th Jan and i am realy struggling to cope my partner is really supportive and is there for me to talk to but some times i feel like he doent really listen so that he doesnt get upset, people at work have looked at me funny when i say my little boy (as though because he is not alive he is not my little boy or that i am not a mummy) i am getting so confused all the time, not being able to do anything with out getting it wrong and i keep going to put my hand where my bump should be and that it kills me because i have to remind myself that Harry is no longer there.. i am so confused over everything, about trying again for another or should i leave it, anything i do is such hard work and it really gets to me and everynight i get home from work and just fall apart..
just writing this is helping as i can get it all of my chest. i just wish my baby was still with me and it is killing me him not being here.
i am new to all so may be a bit all over the place. I had a missed miscarriage on the 3rd december 2008. My whole pregency seemed to be a nightmare, in october i got kidney infection really bad, then in November i ended up inn hospital with sever dehydration, i had a scan the next day after being omitted and all was well with the baby, i was 18 weeks and he was developing well so i was discharge the next day. then i went for my 20 week scan on the 1st dec to find that my baby had died and they think that it had happened in the last two weeks. i then took a tablet etc went home and went back to the hospital on the 3rd dec to give birth to my little angle. The hospital staff where great, i had the same nurses looking after me that i did when i was in at 18 weeks so they were realy sympathetic and let my family stay as long as they wanted. at 8:10pm on the 3rd i had a little boy, we called him Harry and agreed to send him to histology. we found out on the 6th January 09 that Harry is now back from histology and we are just waiting now to find out when we can hold his funeral.. i decided to have a funeral so that i have somewhere to go and be with him if it all gets to much..
I have been back in work since the 5th Jan and i am realy struggling to cope my partner is really supportive and is there for me to talk to but some times i feel like he doent really listen so that he doesnt get upset, people at work have looked at me funny when i say my little boy (as though because he is not alive he is not my little boy or that i am not a mummy) i am getting so confused all the time, not being able to do anything with out getting it wrong and i keep going to put my hand where my bump should be and that it kills me because i have to remind myself that Harry is no longer there.. i am so confused over everything, about trying again for another or should i leave it, anything i do is such hard work and it really gets to me and everynight i get home from work and just fall apart..
just writing this is helping as i can get it all of my chest. i just wish my baby was still with me and it is killing me him not being here.