Hi, My name is Ashley, I am 25 years old with 2 wonderful children. 6 year old Chris, and 4 year old Aiden. My boyfriend Josh and I have been trying for 2 years to get pregnant. We were blessed with a positive test in September. According to my period tracker, I was 5 and a half weeks pregnant. I had no idea, that that was the last day my baby would be alive. I had my first appointment in October. I was supposed to be 8 weeks pregnant. But according to the ultrasound, he was only measuring at 5.5 weeks. So we made another appointment for a week later in hopes that our dates were wrong. When I went back, the measurements were the same. We discussed my options and Josh and I agreed on a D&C the next week, on October 31'st. I took this really hard. I ended up leaving Josh for a few days because I couldn't handle being around him, and I needed alot of help taking care of my boys. So I stayed at my best friends house. I just stayed on her couch for 3 days. I wanted nothing to do with anyone. About a week after I came home, Brittany(bf) called me crying and told me she was pregnant.
I can't handle everyone getting pregnant and having babies. I feel like everyone is rubbing it in my face. Brittany has a 7 month old, and now she's having another one. My SIL has a 6 month old. everyone I know is pregnant, or having babies and just rubbing it in my face. I can't handle this. I feel like everyone has forced me to "just get over it" And when I do feel upset about it, I feel ashamed. Is this normal?? Why can't I just grieve the loss of my baby??