I just need to vent. My husband and I suffered our first miscarriage on April 11th at 11w2d (although we didn't know it until 15w2d). This would have been our third child as we already have 2 healthy boys. This pregnancy was an unexpected surprise since we were "done" having children and not trying (we use the withdrawal method). However, I feel as though the m/c was an unexpected relief for my husband. As the shock of having another baby turned into excitement for me, I know that it didn't for my husband. He doesn't want anymore children so obviously he doesn't want to "try" for another baby. But I don't feel as though I can even begin to fill this huge hole in my heart without another baby. Not that another baby can or will ever replace the one we lost, but I feel like it will help a little. I was content and thankful with our 2 boys, but this pregnancy changed everything. A piece of me died along with our baby in the ultrasound room that afternoon. And now I cannot get this intense longing and desire for another baby to leave me. I feel like my husband and I are doomed. Either way one of us "loses" and is miserable. He would be miserable with another baby and I'm miserable without one. My husband and I have not ever talked about the miscarriage. He is a very closed person and is great at burying his feelings and showing no emotion. I, on the other hand, wear my heart on my sleeve and have felt extremely alone throughout this whole process. I just wish that he could feel what I feel...the sadness, the despair, the emptiness, the disappointment, the anger, the longing and desire for another one, etc....I also wish he understood how reminders of our loss are everywhere to me. We had already bought things for the baby and made arrangements. We moved to a new house 3 days after the D&C so even our new house is a reminder of what was, but will never be. I just can't help from thinking this Mother's Day weekend about how I should be in my 19th week and already know the gender of our baby. This should have been the best Mother's Day yet as I prepared the baby's room in pink or blue and celebrated with my 2 beautiful little boys. My husband tells me to focus on the kids we do have, but just as I don't want to hear that from a stranger I certainly do not want to hear it from my husband. It makes "my" loss no less painful.
I don't know where to go from here. I just needed to vent because I feel like I had been given one more chance to have a baby (and possibly a little girl this time around) only to have it taken away from me. And I can't help but resent my husband for being the one person who can give me another and won't.
Anyone else in, or have been in, my position? Any advice would be greatly appreciated. Thanks for listening.
-Christina