Since I had my miscarriage in September 7 friends gave birth to their first child, they were all due after me. Today the last one gave birth, I really thought I would feel good, for some reason I struggled seeing their bumps but not them with their babies once they gave birth.
But today is not like that, even though I am grateful I will not have to see their bump (and there were no baby showers to go to because of the lockdown) I feel like I am the only one who was left childless. I try but I just can’t find a good reason to feel truly happy again, tough I know I am a very fortunate person for so many reasons. I have everything anyone could wish for except a child.
I feel very crappy about this, I know how many people take it for granted to become mums. They got married and started to desire to have baby and it just happened straight away. I always knew I would turn 30, get married and get pregnant, and it magically happened, despite me having PCOS. But then I had a miscarriage and my perfect plans and the things I was dreaming were just gone. I just don’t know what to do to not obsess about this.
Next week I’ll go to our private clinic for the first time. We had a consultation via Zoom already which was very positive, the doctor said ‘Is not a matter of if you get pregnant but when and how’. I just don’t know why this doesn’t make me feel any better. I keep thinking the year ahead will be me and my husband meeting our friends with their babies. None of them sees me as a mum or remembers my baby. I know I will feel crap and useless and my husband will feel helpless.
I am grateful he doesn’t feel like me, he is so positive and thinks it’s just a matter of time. I don’t want him to think I’m crazy for having this low moments or that I am envious. I still feel in pain for my loss from time to time.