nearlyalegume
August 25th, 2017, 01:44 AM
I'm scared.
I'm scared and I don't know who to talk to because I know that I'll just get platitudes (which drive me bonkers) or hugs (don't like being touched!), and it won't really help.
I'm 39+4 with baby #4, and three ultrasounds tell us that this is our first little girl. All I ever wanted was just one little girl - I've had her name picked out for half my life, and it was like a dream coming true to be told we were having a female child for the first time. (Don't get me wrong, I love my boys fiercely and I'm grateful beyond words that they came first so that I got to have these three amazing little people in my life, but I never expected to hear the words "It's a girl" in relation to my own child!)
But as we approach the final days of this pregnancy, I'm finding that all I'm feeling is fear.
She seems too good to be true. How did we manage to conceive a girl? After three boys, how did we get a girl? And then I start to worry about the other shoe dropping...what if something happens? What if we've gotten this far, only to have the unthinkable happen at the last minute? Why can't she just be born already so that I can see her and protect her? Every time she goes a bit quiet (more and more as we get closer to the birth and she runs out of room), I start to panic. It's not without reason, because I do know somebody who lost her daughter just a few days past her due date, so I figure that if it happened to her, I'm not special, it could happen to me too. I just want her out so that I'm not totally helpless if something happens. I know my infant CPR, but you can't do it on a baby that still inside you :(
Unfortunately, I'm also one of those people who pathologically Doesn't Want To Cause Bother, so as much as I would love to call my midwife and word vomit and get her take on things... I don't want to bother her. It's not her problem, it's mine, and being a public patient, it's not as though they would be able to hurry the baby along anyway to alleviate my fears. But it's starting to become consuming as she keeps not being born yet, and I'm petrified to the point of feeling physically ill at the idea of going to 41 or 42 weeks.
You can tell me I'm a loony if you want. You're probably right. But I don't know where else to get this off my chest :(
I'm scared and I don't know who to talk to because I know that I'll just get platitudes (which drive me bonkers) or hugs (don't like being touched!), and it won't really help.
I'm 39+4 with baby #4, and three ultrasounds tell us that this is our first little girl. All I ever wanted was just one little girl - I've had her name picked out for half my life, and it was like a dream coming true to be told we were having a female child for the first time. (Don't get me wrong, I love my boys fiercely and I'm grateful beyond words that they came first so that I got to have these three amazing little people in my life, but I never expected to hear the words "It's a girl" in relation to my own child!)
But as we approach the final days of this pregnancy, I'm finding that all I'm feeling is fear.
She seems too good to be true. How did we manage to conceive a girl? After three boys, how did we get a girl? And then I start to worry about the other shoe dropping...what if something happens? What if we've gotten this far, only to have the unthinkable happen at the last minute? Why can't she just be born already so that I can see her and protect her? Every time she goes a bit quiet (more and more as we get closer to the birth and she runs out of room), I start to panic. It's not without reason, because I do know somebody who lost her daughter just a few days past her due date, so I figure that if it happened to her, I'm not special, it could happen to me too. I just want her out so that I'm not totally helpless if something happens. I know my infant CPR, but you can't do it on a baby that still inside you :(
Unfortunately, I'm also one of those people who pathologically Doesn't Want To Cause Bother, so as much as I would love to call my midwife and word vomit and get her take on things... I don't want to bother her. It's not her problem, it's mine, and being a public patient, it's not as though they would be able to hurry the baby along anyway to alleviate my fears. But it's starting to become consuming as she keeps not being born yet, and I'm petrified to the point of feeling physically ill at the idea of going to 41 or 42 weeks.
You can tell me I'm a loony if you want. You're probably right. But I don't know where else to get this off my chest :(