By KATHERINE FOSTER
Unplanned pregnancy and abusive relationships don’t mix.
I had gone through a terrible, traumatic time when I found out I was pregnant. I was in a relationship with lots of yelling, accusations and threats. When I finally had some space to myself to think (my “Partner” was on a “boys’ holiday” in Cambodia) I made, for personal reasons, the choice to be a single parent. And I was terrified.
“I’m sorry I can’t find the heartbeat.”
Nothing could have prepared me for how I would feel at that moment. I was alone at Darlinghurst medical centre, and out of all the scenarios I had gone through, this wasn’t one of them.
My mother insisted that I not be alone in Sydney after the doctor had told me what was happening- and thank goodness she did. The next morning I was in the most excruciating pain of my life. My body wasn’t going to let go of my little one and I required emergency surgery that evening. Waking up in the hospital the next morning I felt the emptiest I had ever been. I was taken home and didn’t leave my mum’s bed for a few days. I never saw my “partner” again. It was a lonely road.
What no one talks about is how you feel when a child is no longer there- women feel isolated, women are angry, women feel guilt, women feel relieved- there are thousand emotions. But there are not a whole lot of avenues from which to find support, or safe places to express yourself without judgment. Eventually the flowers dry up and the world keeps on turning. There may be hundreds of grief charities but everyone is different- there isn’t one correct prescribed method for coping.