JustMeAndMyMind
Bronze Member
I'm just venting, so bare with me here.
My trauma stems from the death of my baby daughter during a very early labour, the poor medical treatment at that time and also many years of ttc prior to all this, nearly 9yrs ago now
Today, myself, sisters and a friend were doing a little surprise baby shower/big brother celebration for a dear friend and her son.
I don't really like baby showers normally, never have tbf. I've always found them over the top and I can't bare the ridiculous "games", and they just put a lot of pressure and expectation on family and friends, so I didn't even have a shower when I was pregnant. However, the idea was a nice chilled out afternoon with nice drinks and yummy food, and a few gifts for mum, baby and big brother, which I was pretty comfortable with. Our friend has had a rough time with ttc and this pregnancy has been incredibly difficult, which I really understand personally.
I'd prepped for the celebration today, both practically and emotionally, and felt OK. It was manic prepping at my sisters house so we were all a bit stressed, but I was OK, right up til our friend told me we had games including decorating a baby vest and finding mini baby figures in jelly (I think my eyes rolled louder than a I could scream
). I suddenly felt overwhelm, fear, sadness, racing heart and extreme anxiety of anyone seeing my being triggered. I had to move my car before mum arrived, and that's when I just lost it. Full on panic attack, memories of games at other showers during ttc, uncontrollably crying etc. I couldn't go back inside, so knew I'd reached my limit and needed to go home.
Whilst I know I did my best, and also did what was best for me by not attending, I'm so bloody angry that yet again ptsd means I miss out on nice times with family and friends. No one but my sisters saw my meltdown thank god. They're incredibly kind and understanding regarding Annabelle and my grief, but they don't have ptsd, so obviously they can't quite get it bless them.
If you've got this far, thank you just for listening. I just needed to let it out somewhere safely x
My trauma stems from the death of my baby daughter during a very early labour, the poor medical treatment at that time and also many years of ttc prior to all this, nearly 9yrs ago now
Today, myself, sisters and a friend were doing a little surprise baby shower/big brother celebration for a dear friend and her son.
I don't really like baby showers normally, never have tbf. I've always found them over the top and I can't bare the ridiculous "games", and they just put a lot of pressure and expectation on family and friends, so I didn't even have a shower when I was pregnant. However, the idea was a nice chilled out afternoon with nice drinks and yummy food, and a few gifts for mum, baby and big brother, which I was pretty comfortable with. Our friend has had a rough time with ttc and this pregnancy has been incredibly difficult, which I really understand personally.
I'd prepped for the celebration today, both practically and emotionally, and felt OK. It was manic prepping at my sisters house so we were all a bit stressed, but I was OK, right up til our friend told me we had games including decorating a baby vest and finding mini baby figures in jelly (I think my eyes rolled louder than a I could scream
Whilst I know I did my best, and also did what was best for me by not attending, I'm so bloody angry that yet again ptsd means I miss out on nice times with family and friends. No one but my sisters saw my meltdown thank god. They're incredibly kind and understanding regarding Annabelle and my grief, but they don't have ptsd, so obviously they can't quite get it bless them.
If you've got this far, thank you just for listening. I just needed to let it out somewhere safely x