If I hadn’t had a miscarriage, little May would have been due tomorrow.
There aren’t really any words.
But I took her Bitburger tankard – a freebie I earned from drinking lots of non-alcoholic beer when pregnant – and filled it with daffodils and tulips. My favourite flowers, usually long gone by this time of year.
Rest in peace, baby May. Your mummies will never forget you.
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Hi, I am so sorry for the loss of little May.
I’m in a similar position, with the one year anniversary of our first baby’s due date on Friday. We should have a one year old here. For that matter, accepting the loss of our first, we should instead have a 8.5 month old here. But neither survived.
The other things that makes us similar is that I’m married to a woman too, and my SIL fell (accidentally but happily) pregnant 2 weeks after me, and their daughter was born a week after our due date. We live on my parents block of land and my SIL and brother live 10 mins walk away. So that’s been hard.
I wish you all the best with TTC.
PB
Thanks. I’m so sorry for your losses too.
My OH’s cousin got pregnant just after me, and she’s just had a little girl today, three days after what would have been my due date. It’s so hard trying to be happy for someone you care about, when all you can think is, “That should have been me too.”
I’ve been reading your blog, and I really hope you don’t have to wait too long for your donor to be allowed back in NZ. It’s so horrible being in limbo. x
Thank you, yes limbo land is not nearly as much fun as it sounds!