I lost my baby (miscarried) at 10 weeks. This was 4 weeks ago. I think the hardest part is trying to validate my grief. Everyone around me seems to think "it's just one of those things" and "you'll have other children". I WANTED THAT BABY! It was our beautiful special baby, that we thought was God's answer to our prayer. We have been praying for more than a year now.
I feel angry most times, and then just depressed. The worst thing is when my mother-in-law says, "Keep your chin up" and "Put a smile on your face"! I don't to SMILE! I want to yell, cry, break a few things, smack somebody!
Here's some of the most hurtful and piercing comments I've got, including from my pastor's wife:
"This happens to lots of women"
"At least you know you can conceive"
"You're young, you'll have other children"
"At least you were only 21/2 months pregnant..."
"Think of it as a piece of tissue.."
I get so ANGRY when I think about how insensitive these people are! That was my living baby - I talked to it, sang to it, read to it, waited each Tuesday to cross off another week, celebrated at day 21 when its heart started to beat, imagined what he would look like.....with tiny fingers and tiny toes and eyes like my husband.
Is there anyone out there that feels my pain? Please write. I just need someone to talk to who understands.
Florence.
I feel angry most times, and then just depressed. The worst thing is when my mother-in-law says, "Keep your chin up" and "Put a smile on your face"! I don't to SMILE! I want to yell, cry, break a few things, smack somebody!
Here's some of the most hurtful and piercing comments I've got, including from my pastor's wife:
"This happens to lots of women"
"At least you know you can conceive"
"You're young, you'll have other children"
"At least you were only 21/2 months pregnant..."
"Think of it as a piece of tissue.."
I get so ANGRY when I think about how insensitive these people are! That was my living baby - I talked to it, sang to it, read to it, waited each Tuesday to cross off another week, celebrated at day 21 when its heart started to beat, imagined what he would look like.....with tiny fingers and tiny toes and eyes like my husband.
Is there anyone out there that feels my pain? Please write. I just need someone to talk to who understands.
Florence.