The Ugly Truth
I am 22 weeks pregnant and over half way through you would think I’d be screaming from the rooftops, but unfortunately the past 2 miscarriages still haunt me daily. It doesn’t get any easier, I just cry less. It has now been a year since we lost baby #2 and you think I’d be over it, but I still feel guilt for losing those 2 and thinking what if I lose this one.
But I’m 22 weeks, and we finally got to see our baby at the anatomy scan, so why not get excited!!?!?. That was a huge milestone making it to the appointment! Success!!! The appointment seemed to go pretty well, there was a cute sleeping baby sucking on its hands. :) We went out to the store afterwards to finally buy a little something for our little one and show our parents a picture.
But then I get the phone call at work the next week that the doctor reviewed the scans and there was concern about the head shape. My heart sank. I immediately regretted getting the slightest bit excited. Luckily they got me in the next day to the specialist.
We went and got to see baby again, the results were, yes there was concern about the shape of the head, it was elongated, but because baby was sitting breech at the last appointment and this one they believe that is the reason. They stated that this is normal with breech babies and all the soft spots were still open which was good, but wanted a follow up measurement in a few weeks. Thank goodness.
But the truth is if this were my first pregnancy I’d think nothing of it and be having an excited carefree pregnancy, but this fear that just when I let things go that’s when something bad happens again, that will never go away.
It’s the ugly truth…
I’ve had a wonderful pregnancy physically. It’s as if I’m not even pregnant, with just some acne and stuffy/bloddy nose, if it weren’t for the appointments and growing belly I wouldn’t think I was pregnant at all. But mentally, especially after experiencing multiple miscarriages this hasn’t been easy.
The ugly truth is…
-After experiencing a miscarriage you feel like your news feed is fluttered with announcement after announcement or constant complaining about feeling nauseous or tired etc etc.... Be sensitive to the silent sufferers, think before you speak or post and be grateful for what you have.
-You feel guilty every time you see a pregnant woman and you think to yourself why her…you immediately feel guilty for thinking it. Truth is you don’t know what she’s gone through to get there.
-It seems like every time you had gone to the doctors office before you never saw any pregnant ladies, but now all of a sudden the waiting room is full of them..and then there’s you…
I’ve never seen anyone cry in the doctors office before, and here I am sobbing...am I the only one??
**(But I have to say I love my doctors and the ladies that work there, the secretaries and blood lady got to know me pretty well over the past year and a half, and when I finally walked over for the official first blood work after all my early ultrasounds the blood lady was so excited for me! and when I walked out to the check out desk from my last early ultrasound appointment that finally confirmed a viable pregnancy, the secretary gave out a little scream of excitement for me. It was nice to have that feeling that they were rooting for me and I really appreciate them all.)
Then you finally get pregnant again and..
-You walk into the doctor and they ask how many pregnancies you’ve had and I have to answer this is my third pregnancy. When they ask the question you immediately give them a look like umm what do I say?!? This is awkward and painful every time.
-When someone asks if this is your first or how many children you have, you want to include your angel babies, and feel guilty when you don’t, but feel like it will be easier not to get into it.
-Going to the bathroom is terrifying. I hold my breath that I’m going to look and there is going to be blood EVERY SINGLE TIME. I don't think this will ever go away.
-Every 4 week appointment is one step closer to the due date, but there is still fear until delivery day and a healthy baby is handed to you.
-I had all the pins and baby bump ideas during my first pregnancy, and I took a photo each week until the miscarriage. The second pregnancy I didn't take any before the miscarriage. And with this pregnancy I didn’t take one until 14 weeks, and haven’t taken one every week. It just doesn’t seem important. Nothing really seems important anymore except those weekly appointments where they tell you its okay.
People may not understand why you can’t let it go and forget about it. I feel like people judge me for not acting a certain way. Trust me I am enjoying this pregnancy, physically it’s a breeze, but mentally it’s a battle every day, and no one will understand unless they’ve been there. I’m not letting it ruin my happiness, but it’s a different sort of happiness, a bottled up cautious excitement, that only those going through it can understand. I'm grateful every day that I get to be pregnant, but worry every day if I will stay pregnant.
It’s the Ugly Truth..It’s my truth.