After finding out I was (unexpectedly) pregnant, and then losing the pregnancy at around 5 /6 weeks, I've been trying to stay positive and look forward to the future when it will hopefully happen "properly" and in better circumstances. But I've been so sad about it all, even having awful dreams (well, nightmares) About it and really worrying and over thinking everything.
My OH has been either really amazing, or truly awful about it. Not in an intentionally horrible way mind you, he'd never do anything to purposefully make me upset. Just that sometimes he has no tact, and no filter between his brain and his mouth, or just doesn't see that right now I'm still feeling sensitive and some things are just inappropriate.
So many other people are announcing births and pregnancies right now, and this used to upset me anyway (as I believed I would never have the chance because OH already has two children from his previous marriage and I thought he wouldn't want another one with me), but now it's even harder to deal with and I feel awful for feeling bitter about other peoples happiness.
I'm conflicted with wanting to start ttc officially right away, and being terrified that that's a big mistake and I will be an awful mother and not able to cope with having a child. But I want one, and long to carry a child and be a mum, but then am so scared I'll be no good at it.
I'm worried that this will happen again, and again, and I might never get my chance, which makes me incredibly resentful towards my OH, his ex and my step children. Not that it's the childrens fault, I love and care for them dearly, but why did it happen for OH and his ex so easily, when they weren't in the best of relationships and by their own admission 'it was never going to last', and here I am with the man of my dreams with a great relationship and a lifetime to look forward to together, and it all goes wrong!?!
I wish it either hadn't happened at all, or I was still pregnant. The short amount of time I had was the most amazing, I was scared, and unwell, and couldn't wear a bra for the pain, but I was so overwhelmingly happy and proud of my little 'poppyseed baby' growing inside me. And now it's all gone and everything seems wrong.
I never knew I could miss something that wasn't 'really there' so much.
Sorry, I know a lot of you have and are experiencing a lot worse, I just needed to let it out. X x x
My OH has been either really amazing, or truly awful about it. Not in an intentionally horrible way mind you, he'd never do anything to purposefully make me upset. Just that sometimes he has no tact, and no filter between his brain and his mouth, or just doesn't see that right now I'm still feeling sensitive and some things are just inappropriate.
So many other people are announcing births and pregnancies right now, and this used to upset me anyway (as I believed I would never have the chance because OH already has two children from his previous marriage and I thought he wouldn't want another one with me), but now it's even harder to deal with and I feel awful for feeling bitter about other peoples happiness.
I'm conflicted with wanting to start ttc officially right away, and being terrified that that's a big mistake and I will be an awful mother and not able to cope with having a child. But I want one, and long to carry a child and be a mum, but then am so scared I'll be no good at it.
I'm worried that this will happen again, and again, and I might never get my chance, which makes me incredibly resentful towards my OH, his ex and my step children. Not that it's the childrens fault, I love and care for them dearly, but why did it happen for OH and his ex so easily, when they weren't in the best of relationships and by their own admission 'it was never going to last', and here I am with the man of my dreams with a great relationship and a lifetime to look forward to together, and it all goes wrong!?!
I wish it either hadn't happened at all, or I was still pregnant. The short amount of time I had was the most amazing, I was scared, and unwell, and couldn't wear a bra for the pain, but I was so overwhelmingly happy and proud of my little 'poppyseed baby' growing inside me. And now it's all gone and everything seems wrong.
I never knew I could miss something that wasn't 'really there' so much.
Sorry, I know a lot of you have and are experiencing a lot worse, I just needed to let it out. X x x