TTC like a madwoman!

We decided to wait around two months before TTC again. Midwives advise to wait till after your first period, but that’s purely for dating purposes. Though it’s important to ask yourself if you feel emotionally ready too.

My first period came in August sometime, around six weeks after TFMR – it was quite tricky to tell as I was bleeding (very lightly) for around that time (due to the TFMR).  Although a painful reminder, I was definitely no longer pregnant and the baby was gone, it marked a new beginning – to try again.

I was like a woman possessed. I’ve always been pretty determined when it came to a challenge and this to me was in mother natures control, so I had to try to give her a helping hand.

The Babycentre TTC forum was a great help and I signed up to the train each month. I had my ‘cycles’ app from last time so I could see when my fertile windows were. I was taking my conception vitamins and eating pineapples cores (yuk!) and generally trying to be healthy.

I was going to get pregnant in the first month for sure. Why wouldn’t I? I did the first time round.

Nope. Month after month still no pregnancy…it did get me down. I started to panic – what if the TFMR had damaged me in some way? Maybe an infection went unnoticed?? Maybe that was my only chance – my one chance?

Everything plays round and round in your mind – all negative. But I kept going as it was the only way.

Six months later, I had my first sign – nausea upon waking. It was before my period was due, but I grabbed my internet cheapie pregnancy test and waited…tick tock, tick tock – there she blows. My little positive line 🙂

(I believe the Sperm Meets Egg Plan worked for me).

Wellbeing:Grieving and the Power of Now

Before pregnancy and TFMR, I practised small amounts of Mindfulness using the App Headspace. I won’t go into all the ins and outs as to why Mindfulness is a great form of therapy, but instead, check out the App and the great little videos which explain it really well.

It was through counselling that I revisited Mindfulness and my therapist is a great believer in it. It is all about living for ‘now’, today, this very moment that you might be reading this. Not thinking or worrying about things that have happened or might happen in the future, but living and feeling in the present.

This helped greatly with the grieving process of losing a baby. I couldn’t help but cling onto the extreme emotions of a termination and the anger of ‘why me?’. But I knew I had to let it go if I was to move on, especially as I was desperate to try for another baby.

It also helped with the anxiety. I was so worried about whether I could, or would, get pregnant again – miscarriages and or another TFMR. I felt a great weight on my shoulders, of absolute fear, of what might be that I needed an outlet to be able to overcome and move forward.

I came through connecting with the present – to sit in your seat, feel the weight of your body on the chair, your feet connecting with the ground and listening to the sounds around you… breathing in and out, your chest rising and falling, embracing that pattern, not thinking about anything but the rise and fall, then counting from one to one hundred…

Mindfulness can reset your way of thinking and feeling and provide you with peace and calmness, giving you and your mind a much-needed break.

This book was recommended to me by my therapist, The Power of Now – it’s amazing and I urge anyone to read it who is interested in Mindfulness.

I also wanted to share this great article on FB about Mindfulness and grieving.

Post TFMR

The following days and weeks…

I still feel the anger inside me today, simmering away, like a deep pit in my stomach even though it is now nearly two years ago.

Anger was the biggest emotion – I felt it stronger and harder than I thought it was ever possible. But wasn’t I sad? Yes, of course. But I felt robbed most of all, like someone had stolen from me.

Angry, bitter and sad. I cried for weeks on and off, curling up in a ball, grieving for my baby. I felt different, a little lost and everything else seemed so unimportant. The pain I was feeling was real and true – I held onto this feeling as a connection to my lost baby.

I can’t really say how I started to pick myself up again. My husband was amazing. He listed to me over and over again, repeating the same feelings and the tears. My parents said kind words and looked to the future but there was no way they could understand.