On Friday I found out I was pregnant. By Sunday afternoon, I was in the worst pain of my life. My husband rushed me to the hospital where I found out I was 14.5 weeks along and my baby has no heartbeat. I was admitted and delivered my precious son at 1:15 a.m. on 1/26/09. We will never know why his heart stopped beating.
I work in a school as a dedicated aid to a high school student with autism. On Sunday, my husband called the mother to tell her what was going on and that I wouldn't be to work for a few days. She said that I needed to take my time getting back to work and she would find subs for me.
On Monday night, my husband again calls the mom to say that I would be taking Tuesday off and would be back Wednesday. She said ok that she understood. I stopped into work on Tuesday to fill out paperwork. Apparently the mom called the principal to tell him I hadn't been to work and she wasn't mad about it. I felt like saying "I don't give a @#$% if she is mad or not. Her feelings are the last thing on my mind." But I ignored his comment and went on with my business.
I didn't want to go back to work and cried in the shower this morning. Then I picked myself up, plastered a fake smile on my face and went to work. When the student was dropped off, mom says "Now be nice to Mrs. X". Well that was the students opening to be cruel.
Student spent the day screaming that it was all my fault student missed two days of school (apparently mom didn't call for a sub like she said she would). Then student would just scream over and over "It's all your fault" and spent the day talking about babies (something that has never happened). I did end up calling the mom because the student refused to eat lunch, was telling me to shut up and telling me not to talk to other people. Mom blew me off.
I got in my car after work and cried. I honestly believe if I wasn't so stressed out over my job, I wouldn't have lost my baby.Everyday at work is a battle and it stresses me out in ways I didn't know existed. I look at the student and want to scream "It's your fault that my baby is dead".
I don't know if I feel this way because I feel the need to blame something for our loss. But I can't help but feel part of the blame goes to the stress I have been under for months. That would explain why I was so out of touch with my body I didn't know I was pregnant for so long.
I disliked working with this student before this week because of things student has done (flipping me off, trying to hit me, refusing to do work, screaming at me, and ignoring me). But I can honestly say, to my very core, I hate this student.
I work in a school as a dedicated aid to a high school student with autism. On Sunday, my husband called the mother to tell her what was going on and that I wouldn't be to work for a few days. She said that I needed to take my time getting back to work and she would find subs for me.
On Monday night, my husband again calls the mom to say that I would be taking Tuesday off and would be back Wednesday. She said ok that she understood. I stopped into work on Tuesday to fill out paperwork. Apparently the mom called the principal to tell him I hadn't been to work and she wasn't mad about it. I felt like saying "I don't give a @#$% if she is mad or not. Her feelings are the last thing on my mind." But I ignored his comment and went on with my business.
I didn't want to go back to work and cried in the shower this morning. Then I picked myself up, plastered a fake smile on my face and went to work. When the student was dropped off, mom says "Now be nice to Mrs. X". Well that was the students opening to be cruel.
Student spent the day screaming that it was all my fault student missed two days of school (apparently mom didn't call for a sub like she said she would). Then student would just scream over and over "It's all your fault" and spent the day talking about babies (something that has never happened). I did end up calling the mom because the student refused to eat lunch, was telling me to shut up and telling me not to talk to other people. Mom blew me off.
I got in my car after work and cried. I honestly believe if I wasn't so stressed out over my job, I wouldn't have lost my baby.Everyday at work is a battle and it stresses me out in ways I didn't know existed. I look at the student and want to scream "It's your fault that my baby is dead".
I don't know if I feel this way because I feel the need to blame something for our loss. But I can't help but feel part of the blame goes to the stress I have been under for months. That would explain why I was so out of touch with my body I didn't know I was pregnant for so long.
I disliked working with this student before this week because of things student has done (flipping me off, trying to hit me, refusing to do work, screaming at me, and ignoring me). But I can honestly say, to my very core, I hate this student.
I'm so sorry for your loss. I lost a baby nearly six years ago. I didn't have long to come to terms with being pregnant found out Wed. lost my baby on Friday. All I can offer you are hugs and my condolences.
I just wanted to say sorry for your loss. 