sad

When I lost my son to shoulder dystocia back in 2002, I thought I had it the worst of any person the planet. The pain was unbearable and I had doctors and nurses blaming me. Every day was such a tremendous struggle. My dad reminded me it could be much worse, I could have no husband or be a teenager with no support and a dead baby. Now, I know of 3 more women who are suffering the same nightmare & for them it is so much worse. One blames the doctor and is dealing with a major complication of her own health related to the birth. One has a mean husband who is blaming her for the birth. One is very young and has no idea of what happened to her and thinks it might not happen again.

I am very lucky to have a husband who knew it was a complication that wasn`t caused by me or anyone. I had a very skilled practioner who I do not blame at all, she knew exactly what to do and what order to do it in. I have a family who believes in me and knows loss too (my sister died when she was the same age as my son.) It could be so much worse, but I really miss my little boy at Christmas and it really never gets all that much easier.