I just cannot handle this anymore. Everything that is currently on my plate, I'm beyond overwhelmed and pregnancy is just causing me to be even more of an emotional wreck over these already troubling issues. First off to start, my pregnancy began with a man that I thought was committing himself to me (we were engaged and settling down), we miscarried, and after a few months I got pregnant again, well, coincidentally he left me a week before I found out, and basically told me to F*** off and hasn't spoken to me since (I'm 31wks+5days). At 9 weeks pregnant, a guy I had known for quite a while ended up stepping up and we've been dating since (he's been there for almost the whole pregnancy, and now views the baby as his own as he's taken care of the both of us). My parents, the most hateful, and judgemental people I've encountered, tend to do nothing but scream at me, and become consistent reminders of nothing but negativity (I'll bring up how in a moment).
I'm emotionally and mentally torn apart. I've gotten over the man getting me pregnant and having not even the common decency to see how I'm doing, let alone ask about anything. He's already gotten his fair share of "information" and the word I use lightly, as it is more so dramatic rumors he's heard as we both worked at the same place when all of this ended between us. The whole location we worked at spoke incessantly about how I was disgusting, and a s*** for getting pregnant (funny how being engaged and them leaving you makes you a s***), and then when I was 20 weeks along, it was rumored that I was having an abortion done (because people who after smoking for 7 years quit when they get pregnant when they are planning on terminating it). This whole thing was also funny to me, seeing as the only people I even told I was pregnant to was my manager and department just in case I had any medical concerns in the beginning (morning sickness, etc.) that could make it difficult not to leave my station often (I was a pharmacy technician, we'll talk about why "was" is used in a moment).
My job, it not only entailed the dirty looks, the whispering, the drama, and the rumors hatefully spread around about me, but it also affected me health and sanity wise. Where I worked you were supposed to get a break as I'm assuming anywhere would/should allow, and I paid union dues, so you'd think that allowing for written work restrictions from a doctor would be taken into account, but they refused mine. The whole sitting for 10 minutes every 2 hours, drinking water and getting to eat during my shifts, getting at least a 30 minute break to eat a full meal, no lifting over 20 lbs and getting restroom breaks was apparently too much to expect from my employer. My doctor stated it usually went 6 months leave, or fired if they don't comply with restrictions. Well, I applied for leave since they wouldn't comply and I was already consistently contracting and cramping and being on my feet all day without getting a break or sitting down or drinking water and being lucky not to be expected to pee my pants at times. After a month and a half of no paperwork being submitted by my doctor, my claim was denied for leave, my doctor also ended up refusing to fill out the paperwork. I was ******. Work said they'd wait until April 15th for documentation on returning to work or going on leave from my doctor, but without my knowledge seeing as they never bothered to let me know, they put me on the schedule for the 12th, 13th, and 14th of April, pinning me with 3 no call, no shows and therefore were planning on firing me due to "job abandonment". (I'm still dealing with this).
Currently, I've been hospitalized (since I was 26wks+4 days) as I dilated to 1cm, my cervix (which is now unmeasurable) is fully effaced and has funneling, and baby could come at any time. I've been on strict bed rest for a month now. Can't work (how convenient they couldn't have checked me sooner and realized when I said something wasn't right, that I knew what I was talking about), I also now that I basically have no job, have no income, and my insurance isn't covering me to stay here in the hospital, and I've also got college loans now that are surfacing even though mid-pregnancy I actually requested the price so that I could pay it off in full, which I supposedly had paid off months ago.
My great aunt also passed away to top it all off. She was 73, and the most angelic person this world might have ever seen, she never had a bad word to say about anyone, and put everyone before herself. She passed away after being put through heart surgeries almost two months ago. She took her last breath on life support (which she requested she not be on) while I was holding her hand.
I just feel like I'm going through all of this alone. My boyfriend isn't here much, I don't expect him to be, but he can't physically be there for me even when I need him most due to work and his family. Course I understand this isn't biologically his baby, so I don't exactly expect anything from him at all in that sense, but that we are dating and he does want to be part of my life, and also treat my baby as his own, it would make me feel more content if he were there for me more.
And my parents, well. While typing this out, they came to visit, they were here fifteen minutes. And after I got overwhelmed with everything going on (it's like this all just hit me) I sat and bawled my eyes out while they sat in silence, occasionally stealing glances at me. And when I finally spoke and basically asked for advice, or someone to say a word, basically all I got out of them was "well now you know what we go through." No. They don't know what I go through. I'm young, pregnant, an emotional wreck, I've lost my job due to my pregnancy and doctor's negligence, and have no income to pay for all the bills that are piling in, family at times might as well be non-existent because it's been all about them the entire time. And I just sit here, in a hospital bed, been here for four weeks only allowed to make trips to the bathroom in my room, and I'm expected to be here until delivery. I just feel so down. And so incredibly alone.
Sorry all for that huge post, but it feels good to get it all out. Again I don't expect comments or sympathy, I just wanted to let my fingers pour out my thoughts and feelings. Congrats to all the other expecting mom's out there. The first timers like myself, and the veteran mom's who have given me such useful advice and encouragement throughout my struggle.
Thank you :)