Still not coping.
Vanessa,
I'm so sorry to hear about your loss. I can relate very much to your
story... I had my second miscarriage in May, and we had thought
everything was fine until we went in for an ultrasound at 9.5 weeks.
We were so expectant and happy, absolutely jubilant that we would get
to see our baby. With the first miscarriage, I lost the baby at five
weeks and so never got to see it. I don't have to tell you how excited
we were to be getting the ultrasound, because I know that you
understand. And I don't have to say how devestating it was to see just
a little sack when you expected a little baby with a beating heart...
because you know. I do understand how you felt that day, and I would
wish the pain of suddenly discovering such an awful thing upon no one.
I still have horrid memories of being on the ultrasound table and
seeing the screen, waiting for the technician to tell me something,
ANYTHING good. I screamed and writhed, I cried and shook and could not
contain my grief. It was perhaps the singular most horrible moment in
all my life, and last night my husband compared how he felt at that
moment to how he felt when he learned his mother was dying.
I can't believe that your brother and sister-in-law would dare show
you the ultrasound, knowing how much it would hurt you. Of course they
are happy about their pregnancy, but that was just harsh. It must have
brought back some terrible memories for you, and I am so completely
sorry.
Please, please take care. I hope you will be feeling better soon.
-Shawna
(posted and mailed)
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