I've been lurking this board for almost a week now, getting teary at all the sad stories just like mine. I admire the strength and resilience of the ladies on this board. Your posts helped me get through the worst of this awful experience and I thought maybe it's time to weigh in and share mine. Maybe it'll help someone else out there.
I was just over 10 weeks pregnant last week when I woke up suddenly in the middle of the night with a sense of dread. I felt really feverish and I felt a gush of fluid. I rushed to the bathroom and found, to my relief, it was totally clear fluid. When I went back to bed I realized for the first time my breasts were totally different than before. No tenderness, and they seemed to have shrunk in my sleep.
I had pinkish discharge for days and my doctor assured me he wasn't worried. Then suddenly on Friday I was at work and it started getting more brown, then it turned to blood. I panicked and called the midwife, who told me it was likely a miscarriage and my doctor told me 50% of bleeding can be miscarriage and the other half the baby is just fine. As much as I wanted to believe that, I just had this awful feeling. The doc scheduled me in first thing Monday morning and told me to take a blood test on the weekend.
The next day, Saturday, on the phone with my SIL, who has had 2 mc's, she told me what worried her most was my sense of dread. Or female intuition is so powerful. Another friend urged me to stay positive since she knows many women who had bleeding and cramps and went on to have healthy babies. I tried so hard to think positive but deep down I just knew.
By Sunday the bleeding and clots came on full force so my husband and I went to the ER where the doctor gently told us we were miscarrying. Blood tests confirmed my hcg levels were too low. Monday morning in my doc's office, they had fallen more.
We never had an ultrasound during the pregnancy. That was supposed to be this Friday. I don't know if that made it harder or easier, not to have a memory of this baby. The worst part of this whole experience - i kept worrying what if I see the baby come out of me? Will I be traumatized for life? Well at the ultrasound clinic just before we went in, I felt a huge gush and out it was. I didn't see anything but blood. I don't know why I even tried to look.
At the ultrasound there was no sign of anything. I had passed most of it. The doc told me my body was really efficient and 90% was gone.
I'm really struggling. I haven't been back at work. My husband and I have been crying so much but he's trying to be sweet and make me laugh. But we're in such a dark place right now. We want to try again soon but we're also so scared. This was our first pregnancy and we already had a nickname for the baby and felt so close to it. I keep going back and forth between reminding myself that maybe it never had a heartbeat..we never saw an image....and that it would never have survived because it wasn't meant to be. But then I think that even the abstract idea of a baby is enough to make it equivalent to losing someone you love dearly.
I wish I could talk to my mom but she's on holidays. I feel so alone.
I don't know what to do with myself. Can't get out of bed. Can't go to work. And dreading the inevitable "what happened" questions when I get back. People are cruel. They ask me all the time if I'm pregnant or when we're going to have a baby and now their suspicions are just going to intensify. I may just snap if someone asks me that.
We told our families at 8 weeks by having out puppy bring them a teddy bear with a sign "I'm gonna be a big brother". Well our puppy still has that bear and has been carrying it around the house. The other night he brought it upstairs and dropped it by my side of the bed and I just lost it.
Anyone out there have advice on how to get through the first awful weeks? It doesn't help that the holidays are just beginning and next week is when we were going to announce the big news to everyone. Second trimester was to begin on New Year's Eve.
Re: What just happened?
Novagirl is correct, just take things day by day. It is okay to feel angry or sad or a whole lot of different emotions. Talking with your husband about how you guys feel helps too. Everything will be fine eventually, my dear. Will be praying for you.
Everyone has hit it on the head time is the only thing that will make things better. That is just because life happens...you smile a little more every day. You think about it constantly still...but you cope with it a little more. For some reason the world doesn't revolve around us ;0)
I understand the feeling of not even having an ultrasound of the baby.. My husband and I didnt either..instead, I found a necklace on etsy.com that says always in my heart with an angel wing and the birthstone color gem of the month the baby should have been due. I have it hanging on my wall next to my bed.
If you ever need to talk feel free to message me.
Oh my goodness, Betty, I could relate completely to your post. The fear of seeing the fetus when it passed; people's hurtful comments asking when you'll have a baby; intuition that there's no reason to keep hope b/c you can sense it's all over. Ugh...I am so sad to know others have felt this way besides me. As soon as I was told it was an early MC, I was so scared of the whole process. I didn't want to have to deal with the loss, the unknown, the pain, the uncertainty. The MC is a shock in itself and then the dreaded waiting for things to pass is even worse. I felt deep depression for a week after I found out it was a MC, and now a month later I still have spouts where I just want to be alone and not see anybody. My crazy self still went to work the day after the shocking MC news and the day after the D&C, but you were smart to take some time. You are doing the right thing: allowing yourself to FEEL. Anger, sadness, depression --- you should feel all those things right now b/c you went through a terrible, horrible thing. You are justified in how you are feeling b/c you've had a big loss.
I feel the same way -- first time getting pregnant and having a MC has completely ruined the experience for me. I think I will always be anxious and scared should I ever get pregnant again (feels like a million days away).
And I also agree that I have sincere fears of going back to the OB/GYN office and seeing pregnant women. I had to go to the doctor's office 4 times during my miscarriage and it was just torture and pure sadness seeing pregnant women. I felt so out of place and so unwelcome to that "club."
I'm not sure I have many uplifting things to say; maybe I'm still hurting too much myself. But thank you for sharing your story as it resonated greatly with me. It's not nice knowing you went through something terrible as well, but it makes me feel less alone. xo