u/supersoniccheeseburg

I’m almost 8 weeks (I know still very early) but I lost my father a little over a month ago and this pregnancy has been the most positive thing in my life so I’m rolling with my joy. Some people have judged me for telling people “too early” and I’m like whatever please just keep your opinions to yourself. But also- DAMN people really do think they can say whatever they want to you.
“Just wait it’ll get worse”
“Oh you’re tired? You’ll never sleep again get used to it”
“Omg why are you telling me? That’s bad luck”
“What if something happens to the baby?”
“You’re gonna hate your husband after you give birth”
“You’ll never want to have sex ever again”
“Say goodbye to doing anything for yourself”

Like shut up and let me have my own experience!

My father has always been a huge part of my life and we are incredibly close- in January he received his diagnosis. They started with immunotherapy and it did nothing- now we are on to chemo pills at home but the edema in his legs has been brutal- fluid seeping out and soaking his clothes and sheets constantly. He’s dropped so much weight and has no appetite. It’s hard for him to walk now and getting up any kind of stairs is proving to be impossible. I love my dad so much it makes my heart hurt- my husband and I are also dealing with fertility issues at the same time. Every day feels so bleak and I can’t seem to find any hope. Looking for some community and guidance with navigating this 💗 love to you all