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Woman suffered three miscarriages in a row while trying to carry a baby
In the end, the heroine of our story, Australian Talia Obusson, still gave birth to a daughter. The girl was named Embria. But it was a long journey and a terrible experience that could break anyone. Fortunately, this story has a happy ending. Thalia decided to share her to give hope to other women.
The doctors did not understand what was wrong
“The first time it happened, I was shocked, but decided that it was just an unfortunate coincidence, and this will not happen again. I believed that the second time I would be able to carry the baby safely.
During the second pregnancy, alarming signals appeared again, and I was already much more frightened. What’s wrong with my body? What’s wrong with me? But the worst thing is that I suddenly imagined that I would never be able to give birth to a child and become a mother.
The third miscarriage completely destroyed me, both emotionally and physically. I underwent dozens of examinations, regularly donated blood, ate right, and did not allow myself the slightest stress. I did everything “right”. There was no reason for anything to go wrong. Both I and the child were healthy during all observations. But on one of the examinations, I again heard: “No heartbeat.” It was in the ninth week of pregnancy. I can’t even describe how I felt at that moment. Humiliation, pain. A fit of nausea rolled up in my throat. After wiping the rest of the gel from my stomach with shaking hands, I felt a chilling emptiness inside me and burst into tears … “
The husband is not support. Vice versa
“Perhaps the hardest thing for me was to accept my husband’s attitude. He supported me, but absolutely not in the words that I wanted to hear. He said something like, ‘Why are you killing yourself like that? We will still have children! “. It was clear that he did not fully share my feelings, was not attached to the child in the early stages. Intellectually, I understood everything, but it did not make it easier. At some stage, I felt alienated and disliked towards him.
He did not bear these children, did not experience a hormonal explosion, did not experience all these transformations with body and head. He took everything too lightly! “
“At that moment I realized that the best thing that I could do for myself was to leave. Away from my husband and those people who did not share my experiences. And these were the majority!
To be honest, I even began to be ashamed of my feelings, ashamed of the fact that I was experiencing such intense mental pain. But in the end I understood and accepted that no one would help me except myself. And also the fact that everyone has the right for some time on their own grief, on their own mourning for the child. “
“When I began to gradually come to my senses, I decided to search the Internet for women with similar stories. By that time, I had lost all hope that one day I would become a mother. I needed someone else’s experience, the experience of women who went through the same thing as me. I soon realized that I was not alone. There are others.
And yet – it is important to believe. Believe that the possibilities of the female body are endless. The body can change, experience incredible metamorphoses and cope with any pain, both physical and emotional.
After a while, I again found the coveted two strips on the dough. But, already having a bad experience behind me, I decided not to rejoice ahead of time. I chose the “wait and see” tactic.
After 8 weeks, I started to bleed a little again. But the examination showed that everything was in order with the child at that time. The doctor offered me a treatment plan. Despite the fact that I was mentally exhausted by previous failures, I decided to give it a try. Still, it was better than doing nothing.
It was hard: I had to take pills, I was given injections in the stomach. I had to endure the entire pregnancy lying down – the doctor prescribed a strict bed rest. Around the 20th week, I first felt the baby move in his stomach. And finally I allowed myself to realize that I would soon become a mother.
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“Now I have a wonderful daughter, and I love her with all my heart. I cannot imagine my life without her. But sometimes I think about what my unborn children might look like. I immediately cut off these thoughts – my daughter is so special that, most likely, she combines all the best features and qualities of those children whom I could not bear.
Once again I want to say to all women who have experienced this: what happens to us is normal. And we have the right to endure as long as it takes. I’m also glad that I had the courage to share this story. I had no idea how overwhelmed I was by what I had been holding to myself all these years. “