This week’s post is brought to you by Rarity, who wanted to share her story about her angel baby.
“I want to share my story. My hope is that I can help people open up and ask those questions they are afraid of or share if they are afraid to.
I miscarried in October of 2013. It started out as a mostly happy day my husband was back from the field for the day and I was already taking my 3 year old to the ER because she was saying her ears hurt. The doctors office was closed.
We got there and I started to have an ache in my abdominal area so I decided I should get it checked out. My husband and I had just received the news a week earlier that we were pregnant and we were ecstatic. At first I was afraid of an ectopic pregnancy because the pain was more towards my left side. It never accrued to me that I was miscarrying. I had just had my IUD removed and My lining was thin and my body couldn’t support that wonderful little Angel baby.
When the ER doctor came in my husband was making me laugh being his silly self, the doctor came over to me and I’ll never forget his words. They were cold and calculating “Have you been feeling pregnant, is that why you’ve been telling the staff that? Because your not your levels are at a 2.5 they need to be a 5”
I looked at him with disbelief and answered “I tested positive for a blood test a week ago….so what your saying is I’ve miscarried” and he looked at his clipboard and started writing and said “seems so, well I need to go put some paperwork in” as an after thought he was walking out the door and said “I’m sorry if you were looking forward to this pregnancy.”
I couldn’t believe him. He had already messed it up with how he delivered the news. How dare he then offer condolences.
My husband grabbed me and I broke into tears. Luckily my husband dropped off our kids and a babysitter was watching them. I didn’t want them to see me this way. They let us grieve in the hospital room before sending us home with a pamphlet on miscarriage. I wanted to throw it at them. And yell a pamphlet. Really a freaking pamphlet.
The following days and night were horrible, my husband was able to get time off work, he was able to take care of our other kids. I barely got out if bed at all, barely ate, when I took showers I cried. Nights were the worst. Crying all night until I passed out. There isn’t much to say because not a lot happened. I went through the normal stages of grief. It took me a long time to get to where I am. Longer than most people. Some of my friends were supportive…..and others not to much. I had one person tell me “why does it matter it’s not like the baby was born or something. ” what she didn’t realize is he was something he was my son. The son I’d dreamed of my whole marriage and then… He was…. Gone, just gone. Nothing to show but my emotions. I lost friends because they didn’t understand my grief.
The only good thing that came from this terrible terrible tragedy was my husband and myself grew closer, extremely close. It’s been 7 months since I lost my son and I still cry. Losing a child isn’t something you get over, it’s something that you live with day in and day out. I can’t watch movies with babies who are in danger anymore. Anything closely related makes me cry and shut down. I should be holding my beautiful baby boy unfortunately I’m not, but we are happily expecting our next baby and everything is looking up.”
Miscarriages are, unfortunately, common. Some say it is around 1 in 4 to 1 in 3 pregnancies end in miscarriage. What’s also unfortunate is no one is truly aware of the pain it causes to women and even their partners. They get comments like; “Well you can always have another”, ” It’s not like it was born alive”, ” You can just try again”, or worst, they blame the mother for her miscarriage. Miscarrying your child is still a terrible loss no matter how far a long you are. It has psychological and physical problems.
This post is for those mothers of angel babies, who won’t be able to hold their child in this life. And to share how painful it is to those who just don’t understand. These women, these families, lose a part of them and it’s never easy. These women should be able to express their feelings of loss without the ignorant comments. Hold your children close because some are unable to.
If there are any questions or anyone who would like their story, you can post a comment or write to my email: firstname.lastname@example.org. I promise Rarity will answer as much as she can.
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