And I should be so HAPPY! One of my best friends has just told me that she is having another baby - her oldest just turned one year old a couple of weeks ago!
She is one of the loveliest people I have ever met, she was a bridesmaid in my wedding, came to visit me several times in hospital when I had HG, etc. She also does pg beautifully - you know, one of those fluffy bunny mummy types- but she is such a great friend and I don't begrudge her that of course, but OUCH, my heart feels like it is breaking all over again. Thankfully she only sent me a text message on my phone to tell me (she lives a long way away), so she couldn't see my reaction. I don't think I could have held it together long enough to excuse myself from her presence before I burst into tears.
It was all I could do to send back a reply saying congratulations.
I knew this day would come, but I didn't expect it so soon, nor did I expect it to hurt this much.
At present, the medical care in Australia for HG is inadequate for the severity of my HG so it is unlikley that I will be having any more kids, certainly not in the near future, if at all.
I have just spent the last two hours bawling my eyes out (and still very upset). I wanted at least 2 kids, but I was open to the idea of more and that seems just like a pipe-dream now.
I just had to post because it is very late at night, and while hubby held me while I cried, he needs to get some sleep coz he has to go to work tomorrow and I am still too upset to sleep.
Sorry about this post, but I felt you guys were the only ones who would understand why a dear friend getting pg would upset me. I am only 3 months pp, but if pg agreed with me then I would be ttc again either now or in the not-so-distant future
Also I don't know if I posted this on the right board or not, but it is related to the pain of limiting our family due to HG. I thought I had dealt with these issues, but obviously not, and I fear that I will have to deal with these feelings every time a friend has a second (or third etc) child, and I am not looking forward to it. Does anyone think that professional counselling might help me deal with this?
Thanks for letting me get it out.