So the other night I was reconnecting with a friend that I haven't spoken to in almost a year due to a falling out. One thing he kept saying was he was sorry about things and felt terrible him and his wife were not present on the "happiest day of our lives" when DS was born. Last time we talked I was only 3 months pg so he didn't know about DS being a preemie (born at 34w) and everything we've been through. Now don't get me wrong I love my DS to death and he's doing great and on his way to catching up but I can honestly say that the day DS was born was not a "happy" day. It was a day filled with stress and fear about what was ahead for our DS. I rememeber the first time I laid eyes on him and he was so small and I just couldn't help to think "you shouldn't be here yet". Like every preemie mom he was immediately taken from me and sent to the NICU and it was hours before I got to see in again. I'm a FTM and thank god for the NICU nurses because they had to show us how to change diapers, burp DS, and even bathe him because we hadn't gotten the change to go to our baby classes yet. We don't have those typical hospital picutes with family and friends holding DS and it gets to me sometimes that our story was very different. DS is 4 months actual now and I feel guilty that I've yet to make peace with how things turned out for us. When I think back to the day he was born all I remember is the fear, the NICU, all wires and tubes, all the drs he saw and how hard it all was for me. Am I wrong for feeling like this? I love my DS and I know he's healthy now but I can't seem to make peace with it.
Re: How do you remember it?
What you are feeling is completely normal and I promise it does get better. DD is 6. The night before her birthday for the last 6 years, I have mourned what we didn't get. It has gotten better over the years, but I still give myself time to remember the pain and fear. No, it wasn't a happy time. I didn't let them take her footprints and I even felt awkward about pictures being taken, because to me, pictures are for celebrations. I didn't feel like celebrating; to me, it felt like a funeral.
I was sad when we registered because she was in the hospital at that time; I was sad when we played the "Baby ABC" game at my shower, because I was able to think of an X: x-ray.
It's okay to be sad. It's normal to be sad. You will continue to be sad, but you will also have more happiness than sadness. I remember those days with sadness, and I remember the terror, but it's a better remembrance because I know where she is now. I can see just how far she's come.
When the sadness threatened to overwhelm me, I tried to remind myself of how beautiful she was and how much we had to be thankful for.
If you feel like it's not getting better, it might be helpful to get professional help. Being a preemie mom can bring on PTSD.
As a result of that night, I learned the stuff that my daughter is made of, what DH is made of, and what I am made of. That night signified the start of me really learning about the hard events in life and how strong our family is in being able to overcome them. I am stronger as a mother and a wife because of that night.
Me: PCOS DH: Low everything (MFI)
Clomid with TI x 3 2010 BFN
Clomid+IUI+Ovidrel 2010 BFN
IVF w/ICSI #1 2011
9/8/11 Beta #1: 2082!! 9/19/11 Beta#2 34,689!! U/S 9/22/11 HR 127! 11/8/11 HR 150! 12/6/11 HR 136! 12/14/11 HR 139! Born at 26w2d on 2/4/2012! After 83 days in the NICU, Adalyn came home on 4/26/12!
FET 1 3/2013 BFN
FET 2 5/2013 BFN
For me, it all happened so quickly that I didnt have the time to process what was happening or what could happen. I'm still in survival mode 12w later and haven't been able to / cant exhale yet.
One day maybe, I'll make peace with it all.
PPs have pretty much covered it, but I just wanted to add that my daughter's birth was one of the scariest days of my life. Other days in our journey have been much, much happier, and I think that's OK. Because that is our journey, and we have come a long, long way.
I think it's a completely normal feeling. The day the girls were born I was a mess because I kept thinking, it's too early, they aren't ready. I didn't get to even see my girls for 12 hours after I had them and didn't get to hold them till almost 48 hours after they were born. I still have moments where I just want to cry when I think back. We are almost at their 1st birthday and I have a feeling that day is going to be hard.