Here's the thing.
I know I can have another baby—at least, I'm pretty sure—but right now I don't want another baby. I want the one I had. I saw that baby on the ultrasound, and I liked that baby. That baby was MINE. I spent hours staring at the print-out of what essentially was a gummy bear, and cooing over it. I decided it was some kind of genius baby. In the picture we have, it's kind of sticking its arms out, like it's waving hello at us. Genius! Clearly! Having people tell me that it's for the best, that I'll have another, that what I'm going through right now is all hormones, does not address the difficulty I'm having with the whole idea of THIS baby being gone. Indeed, it seems to imply that the baby wasn't real or meaningful to me. Having someone define the words I wrote in the throes of all this as "good thing it died, because it might have been disabled" makes me want to tear that person's throat out. No. I lost my baby, and it was a good baby, and it was the one I wanted. I realize I never met it, and that I'm not making any rational kind of sense. I realize said baby might have been a genetically nonviable scramble of material. But only I can say that. As for you, you badmouth my baby and I will kick you in the teeth.
I'm a little angry, these days.










May 12, 2008
Reader Comments (307)
I'll kick them in the teeth for you.
Be angry, you have every right to be - express yourself and get this anger out of your system. And if you'd like help ripping someone's throat out or kicking them in the teeth - I'll hold 'em for you :)
I'm so, so, sorry that you lost your baby. I hope you find some peace soon.
Feel what you need to feel, not that you need anyone's permission or validation. I will tell you, in the hopes that shared experience will be valuable to you when the anger subsides a tad, that I still have the ultrasound pictures as well, and I also have the damn pee stick tester thing hidden in my bedside table drawer and not even my husband knows this, but it's because that damn pee stick has something physical on it that came from that baby, and I can't throw it away.
And this is even though I am now pregnant again and due August 11th, having waited the requisite 2 months and conceived immmediately. It's awesome and good and happy and a relief and all that, but I still miss the one that wasn't, and I still have my secret pee stick that I will never ever throw away.
Whatever works for you, Alice. I'll be sending good mojo your way.
I'm sorry, Alice, for the loss of your baby. You did get to meet your little one via your ultrasound, and I know s/he was a tiny bit of wonderful.
Again, I'm sorry.
Our response is usually "hell yes I would, she's helpless in this situation. Yes, generally she's a happy baby. But she also suffers incredibly, when this body of hers shuts down. I would change that." Feeling this way doesn't imply that we don't love her as she is, only that if we had a vote things would look differently than they do.
All this is to say, you're allowed to wish that the outcome was different. And you're allow to grieve, in whatever way feels necessary. Don't let anyone tell you differently.
Honestly, it took a very long time to come to terms with my miscarriages. Now, years later, I can see the bigger picture, what was happening and what was going to happen. But I still lost my babies, and I still miss them.
Most of all, I am sorry that you lost your baby. I hope that time and care bring you some form of peace. I hope that knowing that there are hundreds if not thousands of us out here on the internets who only know what you choose to show us through your writing but love what we see who love you and wish you comfort in your sorrow.
Why, why, why can't people simply stick with, "I'm so, so sorry for your loss"? I don't know why that's so hard.
Alice, of course this is a loss just as profound as any other. Grieve it as you would any other, and ignore all those morons who imply (or say outright) that just because this baby wasn't brought to term, it's not a "real" baby (and no, that's not a political statement, I'm all for our right to choose - I'm simply talking about personal feelings, and Alice's own experience of her baby). This was a real baby, it was your baby, and it will take time to process this loss.
Sometimes, the only way out is through. I'm so, so sorry, sweetie.
You loved that baby and that kind of love is not conditional upon quantity or quality of limbs, organs, intellect etc.
I wish you fast healing.
I also wish you peace, and the continued love and support from your family, friends, and your devoted readers here (you definitely have it coming from me!)
*kicks someone in the teeth*
I hope you will get to the point where it won't hurt so badly. So sorry.