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PREGNANCY AFTER LOSS: When Pregnancy Isn’t A Joyous Occasion

August 2, 2016

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Our sweet boy sucking his thumb at 13.5 weeks. He has been so good to his mommy.

Morning sickness? Nope. Crazy cravings? Not really. Raging hormones? None.

What I did have instead was anxiety, nightmares, and crippling fear.

Correction: I still have.

What should be one of the happiest times in our life have been the most stressful and filled with trepidation. For the past 18 weeks, I have lived in fear every single day and will continue to live with this fear until we’re holding a healthy baby in our arms. I’ve over analyzed every twinge, pain, pull, throb, pulse, cramp, and ache. I’ve second guessed every move I make – how I’m sitting, standing, walking, sleeping, eating, twisting, turning, and just…being. Am I overreacting? Perhaps. Have I created my own living hell? Probably. But you know what? This, my friends, is pregnancy after loss.

Each day I remind myself to try and be happy and not to worry so much. I mean, c’mon, I’m 18 WEEKS PREGNANT. This is huge. I couldn’t make it past 8 weeks before in any of my 3 past pregnancies. Every day should be a celebration. And it is, trust me. But it’s a different kind of celebration. It’s a whew-we-survived-this-day-with-no-major-scares kind of celebration. Because as much as people and medical professionals tell me it’s ok to relax now and the threat of miscarriage is significantly lower, I can’t let go of the fear. It may sound crazy but I’m scared if I let go of the fear and allow myself to be happy, it can all be taken away. I’m acutely aware how it feels to have your joy stolen from you in an instant and I will do whatever it takes to never let that happen again. Even if it means refusing to be unabashedly happy for a second.

Pregnancy losses not only take your baby away from you, but it takes away your innocence and a chance at a happy, stress-free pregnancy. This is what has been the most upsetting to me. Here I am, finally pregnant in my 2nd trimester with an incredibly easy pregnancy and I can’t fully enjoy it. Every doctor’s appointment and ultrasound gave me so much anxiety – my heart would race, I’d want to break down and cry (and sometimes I did), and I played out the worst case scenarios in my head. Me, the one who usually looked towards the positive side, was now swimming in negativity.

My Husband and I had discussed when and if we should announce this pregnancy. If I had a choice, we wouldn’t have announced anything until our son arrived but we knew we had to due to work. We decided to wait until we received the results from our genetics test and when all 3 of them showed the baby was healthy and ‘normal’, we figured it was a good time to share our news. I remember texting him right before I was getting ready to hit the ‘post’ button. Again, it should have been a really happy and exciting moment for us but I freaked out.

Me: I’m about to post our announcement but I feel like I’m having an anxiety attack. I’m so nervous about jinxing it. I can’t bring myself to hit post. Tell me I’m crazy and everything is ok.

Hubs: There’s no such thing as a jinx babe…Everything is ok, everything will be ok. I’ll always be here for you, whatever happens.

Me: I know. I know this. It just feels vulnerable. You’re right. I’ll hit post and then cry about it.

And I did. I hit post and then I cried. Tears of nervousness, tears of worry, and tears of relief that we even made it far enough to publicly announce it. And then the happy tears came while reading all your congratulatory messages and messages of love and well wishes.

After sharing our news, I slowly began feeling better about the pregnancy bit by bit. All your positivity helped me embrace everything more and more. It was almost like well, if all our friends and family are confident this one will go well then I should be, too. You’ve helped me so much these last couple of weeks and your excitement has definitely been rubbing off on us. We’ve started calling Baby Boy by his name (yes, still a secret) and we’re now acquiring baby clothes and gear little by little. We’re beginning to put our registry together and throwing around ideas for our baby shower. It’s been a bit surreal to have reached this point in our pregnancy, a point we only dreamed of reaching.

I only recently started taking photos of my bump, too. I have bump photos from my previous pregnancies but this time I was too scared to invest in the happy traditions that most mothers relish. You’re robbed of even the little things.

I share all this openly and honestly with you now because I want those who have experienced pregnancy loss to know they’re not alone. You’re not alone. I get it. I really do. I know exactly what you’re going through. And I’m here to tell you, even when things seem impossible and bleak, do not lose hope. If anything, I hope my story and experiences will make you feel like this is worth fighting for and it can happen for you.

Have I been miraculously cured of fear and worry? No way. I’m still anxious but I’m working on it every day and trying my best to enjoy this time I have with our son. The time when he and I are one and the closest we’ll ever be physically. Husband and I aren’t sure if we’ll have another child (another discussion for another day). We more than likely won’t due to our age and mostly due to neither of us having an internal pull for more than one child. Since Baby Lance may be the only Baby Lance for us, it hasn’t been lost on me that I need to be as present as I can for every moment of his development and growth as well as my development and growth as his mother. I need to start trusting my body again. And start believing in miracles. Especially since one is thriving inside me now.

P.S. I’m here if you have any questions about pregnancy or loss or just need to share your story with someone. I’m so happy to help any way I can. You can submit a question here or email me. xo



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  • Reply Nancy August 15, 2016 at 6:28 PM

    I had the same experience. I didn’t announce till I was 5 months!

  • Reply Evelyn August 26, 2016 at 8:07 AM

    Es todo lo que estoy sintiendo en este momento en mi embarazo de 28 semanas. Mi segundo hijo falleció a las 36 semanas de gestación por un nudo verdadero.

    • Reply Nina August 26, 2016 at 10:35 AM

      I’m so sorry to hear about your son. :( I wish you a healthy and happy pregnancy this time and you’ll be in thoughts. XOXO

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