Last week, we experienced a heartbreaking loss. Just a week prior, I had a vivid dream that we were having a boy. We had shared our joyful news with close friends and family, anticipating a due date of May 31—four May babies in our family! The excitement was palpable, and we even began clearing out a space that we lovingly referred to as the “nursery.”
On Tuesday, October 5, 2023, I attended my routine appointment. The nurse inquired if I had taken any home pregnancy tests. “Of course,” I replied. She then informed me that the test showed only a faint line, her tone cautious and somber. She advised that if I experienced any bleeding or severe pain, I should head straight to the emergency room. Following this, she conducted a blood test.
Anger and fear surged through me. Our first pregnancy had been completely normal; why would she suggest that something terrible was about to happen?
The following morning, I learned that my HCG levels were low. “How low?” I pressed. “Very low. I’m so sorry. It is a viable pregnancy, and it could go one of two ways. We’ll know more after your blood draw on Thursday.”
Those next three days felt surreal. I oscillated between crying, feeling nauseous, and experiencing a profound numbness. I still had to face my high school students, masking my pain and anxiety.
Thursday arrived, and I had been eager for my second blood test. I had even asked the nurse to call me around 9:30 a.m., during my planning period. However, when I called, the nurses were busy. When I went to the restroom, I discovered I was bleeding.
No. No. No.
On my way home, the office called back. My HCG levels had dropped significantly, and the nurse on the line gently informed me that I had experienced a miscarriage. She expressed her condolences and asked if there was anything she could do.
What can anyone do in a moment like this?
I attempted to articulate my feelings, but I found myself typing and deleting, struggling to express such an intimate loss. It feels invisible; those who haven’t been through it can never fully understand.
In the past, when I heard of someone experiencing a miscarriage, I felt sympathy but lacked true comprehension. I didn’t realize that miscarriages occur in about 25% of pregnancies and that often, there is no clear reason why. One moment, the baby is alive, and the next, they are gone.
Having gone through this experience, I now understand several truths:
- The anxiety of uncertainty surrounding the wellbeing of your baby.
- The pervasive shame that creeps in, leading you to wonder if you did something wrong.
- The urge to share your grief with friends, yet feeling that words are insufficient; it’s too painful to articulate aloud.
- The flicker of hope that perhaps it was all a misunderstanding, that your baby is still with you.
- The anger directed at whoever delivers the heartbreaking news, questioning their authority to define your loss.
- The pregnancy symptoms that come and go, intensifying the emotional turmoil day by day.
- The relentless reminders of your loss that surface every time you use the restroom, which can last for weeks.
- The physical discomfort that accompanies this experience, from cramps to an aching back.
- The gradual healing that occurs with each passing day, opening up the possibility to discuss this with other women.
Why do we remain silent about miscarriage? It is a common but often unspoken issue, shrouded in stigma and pain. As someone who has always valued openness, I struggled to voice my grief. I felt both heartbroken and somehow okay at the same time. When I utter the words, “We lost the baby,” I often experience conflicting emotions—sometimes I cry, other times I deflect with, “It’s okay,” to avoid deepening the conversation.
Perhaps this is a shared experience among many women, which is why we often keep silent. How can one articulate such profound sorrow? If only we could connect with others who have faced this loss, and if only those who have moved forward would share their stories more openly.
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Each morning, I will take a deep breath and face the day. I will embrace my lively toddler, listen to his imaginative tales, and continue to teach my students about the importance of language and self-expression. Writing may be the key to healing, both for them and for me, as we navigate our own challenges.
Summary
This article delves into the complex emotions surrounding pregnancy loss, highlighting the silence that often envelops this experience. The author reflects on personal grief, societal stigma, and the importance of open dialogue among women who have faced similar losses. Through sharing stories and fostering discussions, we can better support each other in the healing process.
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