It’s my birthday today, which is weird because today was the day I was supposed to be announcing The Thing That Was Happening.
I had rehearsed the moment in my head. I would be joyful and glowing and would have make-up on and have washed my hair AND blow-dried it. I would wheel in a big chocolate cake that had piped on it ‘Let’s get fat together’ and as people looked at it quizzically I would say with a humorous glint in my eye ‘I’m PREGNANT!’
And people would erupt and there would be joyfulness and hugging, and THEN we would eat cake, and it would be a moment so good that not a single person would be looking at their phone.
But that’s not happening anymore and this is why making plans in your head is a stupid idea.
So now the cake looks a little different. Pass me a fork.
There are so many things that are awful about having a miscarriage.
The moment the ultrasound technician goes very quiet.
The moment you think, "Why didn't I bring my husband?"
The moment you have to exit through the waiting room, full of pregnant, hopeful women.
The moment you scramble for your stupid health care card through torrents of tears (why is it always never where you think?) and the receptionist waves you away.
The look on your partner's face when you tell them.
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I think it takes great strength to open up about these feelings like you have so thankyou for sharing them. You have given comfort to others who may be going through similar situations. Thinking of you.X
So sorry Monique, sending you lots of love in this difficult time. Xx