My daughter just started daycare, and most of the other moms are pregnant
TW: discussion of traumatic birth and infertility
My daughter is almost 2 now, for reference, and I had HG the entire pregnancy (threw up from 6 weeks to the day I delivered her). I have a lot of ptsd from it, for many reasons (not just the HG, we almost got evicted multiple times because I had to quit my job due to HG, was dealing with multiple family issues, chronic pain, developed gestational diabetes despite being unable to eat, and then had a very unwanted c section after a failed 3 day induction, etc), so we will not even consider the idea of having a second until she’s in elementary school. Just the idea of pregnancy makes me nauseous, and I have residual psychological nausea (ptsd).
Despite this, I’m just so sad seeing the other moms in her class pregnant. Not just pregnant, but pregnant and FUNCTIONING. Being a mom is literally all I’ve ever wanted in life, and my daughter is genuinely a unicorn baby. She’s my rainbow baby after 2 years of infertility, and she’s actually the easiest baby I’ve ever met. I was a nanny for close to a decade before having her, so I don’t say that as a mom blinded by love, I say that seriously. She started sleeping through the night at 3 months old. She rarely cries. She almost NEVER wakes up before 9:30 in the morning. And she’s so social and happy.
She’s such a joy, and I feel so sad that I may never give her a sibling. Given my history of infertility at a young age, I know that it’s possible that I genuinely won’t be able to get pregnant again. Seeing other pregnant women living like normal human beings makes me want to cry because I am just so jealous. I am absolutely beyond attached to my daughter now, but because of how pregnancy was, plus having a c section (I had imagined her birth a million times, but I had never imagined I’d be having a massive panic attack and have to have so much anxiety medicine I was barely conscious when she was born), I didn’t feel a connection to her when she was first born. I was in so much pain for the first 2 weeks that I feel like I missed out on so much.
It feels so unfair. I’m in therapy (have been for many years), but it still just hurts. It feels like my body failed me in so many ways, and I want so badly to WANT to be pregnant again, but I legitimately could not stop gagging at the THOUGHT of pregnancy. I know some of this is just me being irrational, but I feel like HG stole something from me, something I wanted so badly, and I just wish I could be one of those people who just forgets all the bad parts of pregnancy.