Well, I spent a good part of Saturday in the emergency room. The end result was I miscarried. Again.
You know, my first miscarriage in March wasn't that traumatic. I found out I was pregnant and miscarried 10 days later so I was still in shock from finding out I WAS pregnant that suddenly losing it was just an after shock of sorts. Don't know if that makes sense or not. It was all an emotional rollercoaster.
This time, we tried and were prepared mentally. We saw the ultrasound, and there was definitely a baby. The doctor said everything looked good. We started cleaning out the room that was to be the nursery, started making plans to drywall and insulate it. I even started looking at different nursery themes. We already started picking up things at yard sales and I have 3 bags of baby clothes that SIL gathered for me. I even started going through names for cripes sake.
Now, DH is starting to talk about when we "try again". Honestly, I don't know if I can. Don't get me wrong...he would never pressure me or pull a guilt trip. But, I know he wants a child. So do I. But I don't know if I can go through this again.
Maybe I am just too old. I mean, I'm 40 and I would have been 41 when the baby was born. Maybe my body just can't handle carrying a baby. Or maybe this is God's way of telling me it's not a good idea. Who knows. I'm just rambling.
Anyway, thanks for all your vibes. They meant a lot to me.
You know, my first miscarriage in March wasn't that traumatic. I found out I was pregnant and miscarried 10 days later so I was still in shock from finding out I WAS pregnant that suddenly losing it was just an after shock of sorts. Don't know if that makes sense or not. It was all an emotional rollercoaster.
This time, we tried and were prepared mentally. We saw the ultrasound, and there was definitely a baby. The doctor said everything looked good. We started cleaning out the room that was to be the nursery, started making plans to drywall and insulate it. I even started looking at different nursery themes. We already started picking up things at yard sales and I have 3 bags of baby clothes that SIL gathered for me. I even started going through names for cripes sake.
Now, DH is starting to talk about when we "try again". Honestly, I don't know if I can. Don't get me wrong...he would never pressure me or pull a guilt trip. But, I know he wants a child. So do I. But I don't know if I can go through this again.
Maybe I am just too old. I mean, I'm 40 and I would have been 41 when the baby was born. Maybe my body just can't handle carrying a baby. Or maybe this is God's way of telling me it's not a good idea. Who knows. I'm just rambling.
Anyway, thanks for all your vibes. They meant a lot to me.