Well, its been a while since it happened, but I wasnt ready to talk about it until now. I had a miscarrige about a month ago. I was 3 months pregnant and it was my first pregnancy. My midwife told me it just happens sometimes. I was hurt at first, thinking it was my fault. But I know it wasnt. And Im fine now. Id rather have my body expell something that was obviously wrong, than have it try to make connections and have my child be born with something wrong. You know? Anyway, just thought you should all know.
I've always been afraid of that... my mom lost a baby 6 months along... it was sad. We named her Mia Angela. She still talks about her sometimes, even though it's been almost 15 years. I'm sorry for your loss. Maybe everything happens for a reason. I'm glad you're healthy, though. My mom got really sick.
*hugs* "The message you have entered is too short. Please lengthen your message to at least 10 characters." Give me a break; sometimes there just aren't enough words to say. Stupid forum just doesn't understand.
Sexydreads, I enjoy reading your threads and I wondered how your pregnancy was going. I'm very, very sorry about the miscarriage. But I really hope things will go great with your next pregnancy, and that you'll have a healthy bundle of joy.
ya im glad your healthy!! your lucky. it is a very hard thing to go through. ive been there for one of my family members and its pretty emotional. sorry for your loss. its good to let your feelings out. people will always support you lots of luv
Thanks everyone. It was a total bummer and Im still having trouble with it all. Just remembering the pain of it all; emotionally and physically. I sometimes wonder, because I never knew, if it was a boy or a girl. And would I be getting that bump now. All those things. Today I helped my fiances mom (Patti), who is a birth educater/doula, with one of her classes. They are truly amazing, and so emotional. I couldnt believe I told her I would help, and why she would even ask me to. I hated those women, and was so jealous. But I knew I couldnt be, I would only hate myself in the end. Towards the end of the class I just had to leave. It was so heartbreaking. But this is life, and this is what I have to deal with. One of the many challenges. Patti told me it was good for me to be there. She knew I would lose my cool and break. She said I needed it. And I did. I hadnt cried at all, until today. I guess I was keeping my tough look. Being defensive, that everything was fine. Well it wasnt. But I feel more comfortable now. I came home and talked with Scott, my fiance, and we talked and cried together. It was really good for both of us. So thanks again, and were doing well.
