Emotions are high in our household right now.
J's hormone levels are surging, meaning that her reactions to even the smallest thing leave her in heaving sobs of despair. For example, the Dr. O.Z. goodbye on Opr.ah this afternoon. I find it utterly endearing, not to mention reassuring that her body is doing what we both expected it to.
On a more serious note, a co-worker of mine is going through tremendous heartache right now. I have worked with her for nearly 10 years, and she is one of the most vibrant, life-loving people I have ever met. Her daughter was married a few years ago and was due last week with the first grandchild of the family. Something went horribly wrong when on Thursday she had an emergency cesarean and they found out that the placenta had failed. The baby girl was severely distressed when it was born, with multiple organ failure and severe brain damage. It survived just four days on life support until they made a decision as a family to take her off of the ventilator and she passed away last night.
As far as I know, there was no indication of distress in the entire pregnancy. This was a complete fluke. It is my absolute.worst.nightmare. My co-workers and I are completely heartbroken for our friend. She was so excited to finally be a grandmother. Everyone was ready to welcome this baby into the family. And now they are reeling from the tragedy.
In the Unity faith we believe that there is a divine presence guiding life, and that everything happens for the ultimate good. I have been trying to see the good in this but I just can't. It seems so senseless to me that this should happen to amazing, kind, loving people.
I've already resigned myself to the inevitable and perpetual worrying that comes with motherhood. But as a mother in-waiting, this absolutely terrifies me.
5 comments:
What a sad story - I'm so sorry for your friend and her family.
Try not to focus on the negative, but sending positive vibes to J. and your growing little one.
Oh my. I am so sad for them. This is my worst fear as well which is why my anxiety has been so high. There is so much uncertainity. Love and hugs.
Oh my goodness, how terrible. I don't even know what to say....
This happened to a family member of mine a couple of years ago and I too believe that there has to be something good to come of such an awful event. The only way i could wrap my head around it was to realize that they would try again for another baby (much earlier than then would have if the baby had survived) and THAT baby must have a purpose and will do something special.
Once I became pregnant I found it very hard to hear any stories like the one that has happened to your friend. You immediately worry that if it could happen to someone else, it's also possible that it could happen to you. It's a scary world out there, and lots of horrible things happen, and I have to remind myself that it doesn't happen to everyone, and I might be lucky, and worrying myself sick about it for the duration of my pregnancy wasn't going to help.
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