I just need to start out by saying, PLEASE do not take the "buck up," "get over it" party line here. Believe me, I KNOW this. I've got enough self-loathing and hatred in regards to my feelings to fill an ocean. I KNOW that this is a petty, stupid thing to fret about. I get it, absolutey, that I am lucky to be carrying any healthy child. But if your version of support is anything other than gentle reflection or kindness, please just keep your feelings to yourself here. Trust me, my internal dialogue is probably already smacking me around in just the way you'll want to reading this. But I haven't slept in days, I've spent so much time crying that it's uncomfortable for me to wear my glasses, my face is so swollen. I'm really, really emotionally fragile, I've got a lot of other huge stresses going on right now too, and I can't handle anything other than kindness. So please, please, please just don't post to scold me, okay. Please, please, I just don't know what to do with these feelings, I feel horrible that I'm even having them. I just wanted to get them out there so they are not festering in my heart...
My question is, if you had a gender preference, did it slip away when you first saw your child? When your child was born, I mean?
I had/have a strong gender preference. I knew this going in to my ultrasound, and wanted time to adjust to the idea if, in fact, my unborn child ended up being the "wrong" gender. That and I'm a crafty mama, and I wanted to be able to make a bunch of things for my kiddo without having to go gender neutral on everything!
I fully expected that when I saw my kiddo on the screen, that I would only feel love. That any reservations I might have had about boy/girl would just melt away... I knew that I had a preference, but I honestly didn't think it was that strong. And then there I was, staring at my little bundle, and there was no joy involved. Just sadness, terror, disappointment...
I know that this means that I am emotionally stunted. I know that there are so many beautiful, wonderful, more deserving mothers on these boards who would die to be in the position of having any healthy, living child growing inside of them. And I am still happy I get to be a mother again, and still looking forward to that newborn smell, and nursing my new child, and getting a first hug, seeing first steps, hearing first words...
But I feel a total disconnect from my pregnancy. I haven't told anyone what we're having. My husband is on bed-rest right now for his back and couldn't come along, and I drove around for 2 hours after the ultrasound before I called and even told him. I haven't really posted in my DDC since then... I can't bring myself to touch my stomach, to talk to the baby... All my joy just slipped away. All I feel now is fear. Overwhelming, suffocating fear. I feel like I'm carrying a child that isn't even mine, and it feels so very awful. I want to feel nothing but overwhelming love, and only love.
I know that I shouldn't feel this way, but I have no other outlet for these feelings. I can't bear to even tell people what we're having, beyond it being a sweet little baby. But to any other mamas who might have been there, or close to there... Did your feelings change at the birth? Did your fears melt when you first saw your child? Were there any steps that you took before the birth that helped you to really embrace your child and your pregnancy?
If you read through this opus, thank you. And please, again, be especially gentle. I promise that my inner dialogue is giving me an especially severe lashing, probably worse than anything you can imagine saying...


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