Monday

Open hearts



I was reading a blog this morning that I actually posted onto my fb page this morning and it has actually confirmed what has been on my mind and heart for a while.
In short, the article was about this lady who had previously had 4 miscarriages and was currently 6 weeks pregnant with her 5th baby and she wanted to tell people because she felt that she needed peoples support.

I can FULLY identify with that - and I think to a certain extend I learnt this the hard way!

When I was pregnant with the first baby we didnt want to tell people -except family and close friends. There wasn't a particular reason for this - just that I thought its what is done - you ONLY tell people you preg when you are safely past the 12 / 13 week mark.

Well, when I lost the baby I found it hard to explain to people what I was going through because many didn't know that I was pregnant. Many didn't understand the tears and emotional breakdowns at very 'weird' moments.
One day, after returning to work shortly after the loss, a fellow teacher came up to me and asked me if I was feeling better and if I was over my flu that I had..... FLU??? The most traumatic thing had just happened and I was asked if my flu had cleared up? So, unfortunately in that moment the tears couldnt be held back and I broke down.

I remember when pregnant the 2nd time I realised that I need more support - whether this pregnancy lasted or not.

For some reason, our society wants us to have it all together. We love sharing in each others joy and celebrations but we just not sure how to handle someone when they are grieving or going through a difficult time.

Often people don't want to share what they going through, and that is totally up to personal choice, but I would like to think of friends, family and church community as a safe place to be able to share openly.

EVERYONE goes through difficult times and grief - there is no one who is exempt from it. We don't have to pretend that our lives are perfect because they are not. I am not suggesting we live in a negative spirit that life is so hard and "woe is me" because I think its very draining being around people like that constantly but I would people to be honest.



I have learnt to open up more about my struggles in the last 2 years. In the beginning it was very difficult, but I actually realised that I needed to in order to heal.

Since being in Singapore I have met numerous woman who have opened up to me about their fertility struggles. When meeting someone for the first time, the usual questions are asked - what do you do, where you from and ..... the most popular one..... do you have kids?

I have noticed here that people are a lot more open and honest about their miscarriages or struggles. Back home, I felt more like a failure as it wasn't something that people spoke about, and when it was spoken about you felt people's awkwardness. All around me people were getting it right and I just wasn't and I couldnt understand it?

Its a fact of life - its happened and this is how I have grown from it. It is nothing to be ashamed about or feel inferior to.

Again, I know it is people choice whether or not to share, but it would be great if we all took down this mask that life is perfect!

I have been reminded about a lovely couple that go to my parents church. They have been the most amazing people. They have prayed earnestly for Mike and I for each pregnancy and in all the days and weeks that followed. Recently his wife has been diagnosed with cancer and they regularly send us updates on how she is doing.
For SO long they have been strong when we were weak and now its our turn to be strong for them.

It reminds me of the story of the paralytics' friends who lowered him through the roof to get to Jesus. He probably felt very supported and loved in that moment.
He didnt try and lower himself, secretly at night when no one could see him and then pretend all was ok when around his friends. He NEEDED his friends to help him.

I am grateful for people who have opened up to me in the past. It makes me realise that I am not alone in certain struggles or fears I have and it also allows me to support them in whatever way I can!

1 comment:

  1. I read the post you wrote for Brett's series. My heart breaks for all that you have gone through.

    My story is nothing like yours but I did have a miscarriage with my first pregnancy. I was beyond shattered. Due to first trimester miscarriages being so common my emotional state was not understood. The only person who was broken along with us was my grandmother. She shared with us that she to had a miscarriage before her other children. She had never told my father or his brothers and for a moment I saw the woman she was before her hurt held her captive. I so agree with you that there could be more openness with it.

    I'm praying for you that you will be strengthened as you offer strength and I'm praying for that friend of your parents.

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