A little background info....

I have been dealing with medical issues regarding my reproduction capability for the last three and a half years after a very bad miscarriage situation. As I was working through a difficult period one day I realized that more and more people and characters around me seem to be dealing with similar circumstances. TV shows, movies, neighbors and friends are struggling because they cannot or may not have children. This is a place to express my feelings about my situation and hopefully help someone else express theirs.

I may not know what other mothers know, but I am a mother without my child and I do what I can to cope.

Thursday, October 13, 2011

4 long/short years

My baby could be turning 4 today.  That just breaks my heart.  I want to badly to be able to hold him and just be with him.  I know that just isn't what was meant to be but I still struggle with it.  Did I do something so wrong that karma took away my ability to have kids?  I just hate to think that my kid could be trailing around behind me, learning things about the world and soaking in the love I know he would get.  I sometimes feel like its hard to miss something that you never really had but those thoughts were there, the life was there and the love was there.  I had my whole world planned and suddenly that ended.  How can I go on to have more children when I feel like that is the wrong thing to do?  How can I tell the difference between my gut feeling telling me what is right for me and my guilt chastising me for what has happened?
I look at my husband and wonder what kind of life we would make.  Who would our child be?  I think often about the quirks and personalities in my family and wonder which of those things my child could have, what combination of traits would he posses?  My brothers and I could not be more different from one another but the things that make us up are inherently from our parents and families.  I see so many people in my face and mannerisms, what would my baby be like?  Holding JBU's 10 day old BU shows me the personality that a child can already have.  I want to know what that is like.  I want to create another person with my husband and watch him grow up and turn into someone.  I want to know what it feels like to carry my child and feel him move and grow.  I want to know those things with all of my heart.  But... I know that just may not be what happens for me.  I may not get those experiences.  I might not ever be that person I thought I would be.  I am learning how to be pretty happy with anyone else I am though.  I am starting to feel like maybe I can do this.  Maybe I can get through it all.

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