Such hilarity, you make me smile
Sorry to bring the mood down, but I need you ladies right now. I've told you over last couple of days that relations are a bit strained in our household, slightly improved, but we are far apart right now. I feel he doesn't understand why I am still so out of sorts with myself - and life generally - after mc. He would say it's been almost 5 months now and I need to come out of my hole and re-engage with life. I acknowledge there is much truth in that. If only I could. I feel relieved in an odd way that I have now acknowledged the need to seek bereavement counselling, though that decision in itself has led to an overwhelming sense of renewed grief which is odd and hard to live with. A huge part of me doesn't want to get better because it means letting go of my precious baby. Never in my life have I felt such pain and despair, it feels like it engulfs me and now defines me, I am so traumatised that I feel as though I'll never get back from this point again. It's also hard that everyone around me has forgotten about my loss when I'm so consumed by my misery. Some of you know that I was a pretty serious marathon runner in my former life (!) and my sister texted me at the weekend to ask if I was running London, I can barely put one foot in front of the other
However, I know recovery is way overdue and I have to find a way to carry on and live again. My TTC obsession has been a double edged sword; it has, up to this point, distracted me a little from my grief, at the same time, in failing to get pregnant again in the past 5 months it has also grown into a monster in my head. I'm sure I sound incredibly petulant and self indulgent and I probably am because I know that there are many far worse off than I, but, aside from my beautiful boy, I think of little else but my baby's due date. I now don't believe I'll be pregnant by then, if ever.
My chart is the thing that has now tipped me over the edge I think. My CBFM is still showing low on cd10 and my temps have been rising for past few days. I had what appeared to be EWCM on cd6 when I was still spotting and assumed that was just the end stages of my period. Now I'm not so sure. I've never ovulated so early, even since my mc, my cycles have been fairly consistent, which I have counted as a blessing - after such a late mc I imagined they'd be up the spout for longer. I feel today like I have to find a way to get off the ttc wagon, but it's impossible not to temp, take you vits, count the day etc. At the same time it is killing me inside and I need to try to focus on my recovery for a while. At our age, how does one do that when time is so short?
Ladies, I truly apologise for spreading my misery, but this forum, this thread in particular, has become my emotional refuge and I knew you'd listen. Any uplifting words, thoughts, words of wisdom, thoughts on my chart, advice how to ease back would be gratefully received. Love to you all and sorry to ramble, and sorry if I've dragged you down, just didn't know where else to go xxx