
3 months ago almost to the day, my husband and I heard words that came out of the doctors mouth that will forever be engrained in our minds: there’s no heart beat. . . .All I could do was cry in hopes that it would clear the thoughts running through my mind and that it would wake me from this terrible dream I was having. How could I have a miscarriage? I have two children already so clearly there is no way this could be happening to me. Was I being punished for something? Was this just bad karma? Did I exercise too much while being pregnant? Why why why? Isn’t that the ultimate question?. . . .Why?
I figured that along with any other grief I had encountered, this would hurt for a while and then I would just move on. Life doesn’t slow down or stop for you. I consider myself to be a pretty strong person. Whenever I’ve encountered a struggle or hardship in life, I think I’ve come back stronger and wiser than I was before.
BUT this whole process has ROCKED ME TO MY CORE. There is no better way to describe it. I have never felt so out of tune with my emotions, my body, and even the world around me. I felt like there was a hole in my stomach , an ache that I don’t think will ever truly go away. Something was taken from me that I had no say in. The decision was inevitably made for me and I wasn’t okay with it. I cried and cried and cried and then cried some more. I didn’t know what else to do. Nothing else seemed to make sense or help. And even the crying only helped for a short period of time. I knew that life would go on and eventually things would return to somewhat normal. A part of me selfishly wanted everything to just STOP if only for a moment. Stop so I could figure myself out. Stop so I could process what was happening and at least try to make sense of it. But as many people who have suffered a loss know, things don’t quite work like that.
When life throws you a curve ball and you swing and miss, you still need to keep playing. Your team or the people you love need you. They want to play alongside you and they want to see you succeed. I feel as though I have gained a lot of clarity through this process which has been a positive from a very hard and saddening situation. I was shown just how amazing my husband is. I knew it before but he was my #1 support through our miscarriage. I never for a second doubted him and we are even closer now than we were before which I didn’t think was possible. I have some amazing friends who never wavered and were there without asking any questions or making me feel guilty for the way I was feeling. I was very saddened to see that someone who I thought would always be there for me simply wasn’t. It was my mom. For whatever reason she wasn’t there for me even for a second and I have come to terms with the fact that I can’t change it and the way she reacted has nothing to do with me. It’s easy to believe people when they say they are there for you but you will never really know if that’s true unless something like this happens.
In the end I have learned a lot about life. How fragile it is and that nothing is ever guaranteed. That people can surprise you in the best and worst way. That you are almost always stronger than you give yourself credit for. And more importantly, that we don’t have as much control as we like to think we do. Events are going to happen whether you want them to or not. Whether you’re ready for them or totally unprepared. Whether the people in your life are going to support you or walk away. All I know now is that I carry hope in my heart that there will be a rainbow after this crazy storm and there is still lots of joy and happiness coming our way. And the most important thing that keeps me going is that even though we never got to meet our precious baby , hear their heart beat, or feel their warm touch. . .they were surrounded by so much love.xoxo
All in love❤
Hilary. B