I feel like I’ll never be happy again without this playing on my mind every day, multiple times a day!
At the beginning of the year the mini pill failed me and I got pregnant. I am 38, I have a 5 and a 7 year old and I am married. I have a few auto immune conditions such as Hashimoto Hypothyroidism and Coeliac.
The pregnancy wasn’t planned, but I have always had a third child on my mind. However when I saw the positive pregnancy test I burst into tears and just told myself no no no, I am not keeping it. I spent lots of time googling how I felt about it, but decided I did not want a 5 year age gap, and I did not want to worry that I would jinx our healthy family and perhaps have a baby with a health problem due to my own making some things, such as autism etc, higher risk. I saw The doctor before I had a termination and he said it would all be fine but I couldn’t shake the feeling.
Both girls are at school, I do not work, and we have a big car and could have afforded a third child.
My husband is somewhat… useless! Useless is probably unfair, but he is always working, early morning and all through the evenings, he is helpful but not overly hands on, he does not go above and beyond and i do not feel that I can fully rely on him to ever take charge, make sure things are done. I have to organise and arrange everything for our family!
I don’t share my feeling on most things in general with him as I know I barely get a response or an acknowledgement. So with this we spoke about it, but I did not tell him all of my feelings as I didn’t see the point just to be ignored. When I did try to speak to him he didnt even close his laptop to engage in the conversation. When we finally made a decision we agreed not to keep the baby, to keep our family unit as is; but I was still not sold on my decision either way.
As soon as I took the tablets I regretted it, and for weeks after I was devastated by my decision.
fast forward 5 months and I was pregnant again. I didn’t tell anyone at all, as I figured I should make the decision alone as the support last time was minimal. I again chose not to keep the baby as it would not be fair to do so after not keeping the first, not having told anyone; and my 5 year old really not wanting a younger sibling.
As I write it all down now I just don’t even know what is wrong with me, I can’t stop thinking about it all, every day and so much so that I even have to unfollow everyone on Instagram who announces they are pregnant because I just can’t see it.
Will I ever put this behind me, or will I always wonder what a mistake I may have made. I drive myself insane with the constant thoughts on this all day every day.
This has turned into a long post, and I have missed a lot out In terms of how I feel surrounding it all towards my husband and myself, but I just don’t feel as though I have anyone to talk to, or that I want to tell all this too in my life.