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'm so sorry you, and anyone else (including me), is going/has gone through this. There is nothing to say that can make it better. You can only mourn and be angry. And that's okay too.
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I'm really sorry for the loss of your baby. Also, I wanted to let you know (along with the 258 previous posters) to please feel free to give this baby all of the mourning that he/she deserves.
I'm a single girl who inadvertently became pregnant by a jerk a few years ago (since then, I've become a little smarter: don't sleep with jerks). I only learned of the pregnancy when I had severe pain and a doctor told me: (a) you are pregnant; and (b) it is an ectopic pregnancy and is already over and done. Notwithstanding the ickiness regarding the baby's father, I was profoundly moved to learn of the existence of little Banks and was mystified and overwhelmed by the loss of him, even though I never met him or even saw him on an ultrasound. I never knew anyone, let alone I, could experience such a profound sense of loss with respect to a baby I never even met.
Please let yourself feel what you're feeling. No judgment.
Stand up wherever you are, right now... I "cyber" (much less painful) stand before you, clinched teeth, sincerely inviting you to take your best shot. Karate style, punting style, whatever!
I learned something here.
So I'm pregnant, my husband is having (a simple outpatient) surgery, and my mother says, "What if something happens to this baby? Won't you want to have another one TO REPLACE IT?"
How, Alice? HOW DID I COME FROM A WOMAN WHO WOULD SAY SUCH A THING? Doesn't seem genetically possible.
I lost my baby this past March at 12 weeks and boy, has the sheer extent of my anger shocked me. My rage still seems limitless...
I think you should let yourself feel the anger--especially when provoked by morons. Don't apologize, don't soften it, for anyone.Because something truly terrible happened to you, Alice. It wasn't fair and it wasn't right. The only logical response is anger and sadness.
My heart hopes much peace for you soon.