A little over a week ago I experienced a complication with my pregnancy, something I have not experienced before. A sub-chorionic hemarrage. My previous pregnancies have gone without any hiccup and I guess I had naively thought this one would be the same. I am upset I was wrong. I was not prepared for how this would impact me. The episode was followed by 24hours in the hospital, which I have to say was traumatising. I have never been a great fan of hospitals, I know they have there place but in my own little world I have managed to avoid them for the most part. I was not sick, so being there felt strange. I feel completely violated from the examinations the incompetent house officer performed. I spent those 24hours unsure if my baby had survived or not. I pray to whoever is out there in the universe that I am beyond thankful that my baby was not harmed by the complication, we saw our healthy wee baby via ultrasound scan the following day and my body, my soul was bombarded with utter relief. I was so scared our wee baby wasn’t going to be alive anymore. Large amounts of blood and pregnant woman just don’t mix.
It’s been 8days and not a single recurrence. Yet today I am feeling really anxious, why I could not tell you. Possibly the fact my husband, my safety, my love and comfort heads back to work tomorrow after a fortnight off. Responsibility then comes back on my shoulders. Responsibility and stress.
Right now I just hope my tiny baby is nestled healthy and well in my womb, growing big and strong.
Child bearing is an amazing time in a woman’s life but goodness knows it bring emotions you never thought you had, it doesn’t get easier with time in fact now I am so well informed the naivety of my first pregnancy seems like bliss.
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