hopeandfaithxo
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I was too upset to post anything about this anywhere else, so I am posting it here.
Three weeks ago approximately I had a MC, just a few days after finding out I was actually pregnant. My OH and I believe the baby was female. I felt numb... and smoked a lot of cigarettes as a result. I remember my OH pulled up in his car near my house and comforted me and I honestly felt like my insides were ripping themselves apart - in a physical & emotional sense. I just felt like awful and like I must somehow deserve this pain, cos it always seems to happen, things like this. :/
My OH is being very supportive though, and loving. I feel like I knew the baby and actually like someone close to me had died... but recently I've noticed I have pushed it to the back of my mind, and today I feel guilty for doing so - it's not fair on her to barely be remembered by her mother.
Physically I feel much better - it was all extremely quick. Sometimes I think about her though and feel very sick again - for more reasons than one.
I have dreams a lot though: I had a dream she was in my arms and I actually DROPPED her - and there was all this gore and I was screaming and no one came to help.. I've also had a dream she was this little toddler (I was staying at butlins at the time), and she was there with me and my OH and we were walking her around the park and it was really nice. So basically thats a nightmare and a wishful dream... it sucks.
I do happen to feel like anyone that actually knows of my recent loss actually has no idea how I feel day in day out from it. Some days I seem better and like I can cope, other days I just don't see the point anymore.
And, as for trying to remember her - I'm thinking of starting a little rememberance journal book thing or something - idk but I feel like I should do something - at least light a candle when it's been a year maybe. I'm trying not to too draw too much attention - but maybe doing something in memory of her might be the answer to helping me get used to the idea of her being gone.
Last thing, we decided to give her a name, even while I was pregnant. Her name is Karleigh-Rose, Karleigh shortened. I will never forget my little girl - a little girl who was clearly too good for this world...
Three weeks ago approximately I had a MC, just a few days after finding out I was actually pregnant. My OH and I believe the baby was female. I felt numb... and smoked a lot of cigarettes as a result. I remember my OH pulled up in his car near my house and comforted me and I honestly felt like my insides were ripping themselves apart - in a physical & emotional sense. I just felt like awful and like I must somehow deserve this pain, cos it always seems to happen, things like this. :/
My OH is being very supportive though, and loving. I feel like I knew the baby and actually like someone close to me had died... but recently I've noticed I have pushed it to the back of my mind, and today I feel guilty for doing so - it's not fair on her to barely be remembered by her mother.
Physically I feel much better - it was all extremely quick. Sometimes I think about her though and feel very sick again - for more reasons than one.
I have dreams a lot though: I had a dream she was in my arms and I actually DROPPED her - and there was all this gore and I was screaming and no one came to help.. I've also had a dream she was this little toddler (I was staying at butlins at the time), and she was there with me and my OH and we were walking her around the park and it was really nice. So basically thats a nightmare and a wishful dream... it sucks.
I do happen to feel like anyone that actually knows of my recent loss actually has no idea how I feel day in day out from it. Some days I seem better and like I can cope, other days I just don't see the point anymore.
And, as for trying to remember her - I'm thinking of starting a little rememberance journal book thing or something - idk but I feel like I should do something - at least light a candle when it's been a year maybe. I'm trying not to too draw too much attention - but maybe doing something in memory of her might be the answer to helping me get used to the idea of her being gone.
Last thing, we decided to give her a name, even while I was pregnant. Her name is Karleigh-Rose, Karleigh shortened. I will never forget my little girl - a little girl who was clearly too good for this world...