Loss and Social Media

1186134_10201502226949040_492241771_n

Cute, but right now it makes me feel like someone is stabbing me repeatedly with a white-hot sewing needle.

I counted the other day.  A statistical sample of the top 50 items in my facebook feed included 13 baby- or child-related posts.  That’s more than a quarter of my facebook feed that makes me want to cower in a corner with a pint of chocolate ice cream and a large box of tissues.

Not that I’m not happy for my friends.  I am, really I am!  But I’m somehow capable of a sort of wave-particle duality in which I can simultaneously be overjoyed for the happiness of my nearest and dearest while also feeling the most intense jealousy and anger that I am capable of feeling.

Lately it seems to be third-child announcements.  THIRD child.  Like, they already have two living, breathing children, and all of a sudden they’re blithely announcing that another is on the way.  Usually five or six months in advance — today I saw an announcement for late July.  There’s about twelve feet of snow on the ground, but they’re already thinking about midsummer when their third bundle of joy will arrive to join its big siblings on picnics and walks in the woods and I might not even be pregnant by then.  And even though these women are all less far along than the stage when we lost our baby, probably things will be fine and their midsummer bundle of joy will arrive right on schedule.  Seriously, how is that fair?!?!  (And let’s not even talk about women airing their pregnancy complaints on facebook.  Ugh.)

I don’t know what most of these families have been through — maybe they’ve experienced pain and loss too — but that’s part of the problem, isn’t it?  On facebook, all I see is the whitewashed happy family of soon-to-be five.  I don’t hear about the pain, and therefore my imagination assumes there isn’t any.  And my subconscious balances their three living babies against my one dead one and I feel bitter.

I hate feeling bitter.  Most of the time, I do so well at seeming normal.  I’ve dandled a couple of six-month old babies in the last few weeks without even crying.  Just yesterday I cooed over a wee one, bounced her around, flew her like an airplane, and her dad told me that even though she’s in a stranger-danger phase she seemed totally at ease with me.  I like babies, and most of the time they like me back.  But my goodness, does it hurt.  To hold those babies, and then hand them back to their parents, and then go back home to a house with a big empty bedroom and a closet full of hand-me-down baby items that people started sending when I was three or four months pregnant.  And yesterday, dad-of-the-wee-one (his third, by the way) so casually talked about when we have kids… which as far as we know now, might never happen.  Or might as well be a decade from now.  At least, that’s how I feel.

I don’t know that there’s a solution, other than staying off facebook entirely, but I do know that if — when — we finally welcome a living baby someday, I’ll talk about the bittersweet nature of our experience.  I don’t know if I’ll want to post on facebook until after our story has a happy ending, whatever that might be.  I never announced my first pregnancy to my facebook “friends,” which was a huge relief in the end.  But sometimes I find myself writing a still totally hypothetical second-baby announcement in my head.  Lately it’s been going like this:

“One year ago today, our first daughter was born.  Most of you haven’t heard much about her, because she died from a placental abruption when I was 4.5 months pregnant.  Today, we’re overjoyed to announce that we’re expecting our second baby in December.  We make this announcement with hope, love, and not a little bit of trepidation.  I hope you’ll see good news here in a few months.  If you ever find yourself going through the particular hell that is second trimester pregnancy loss, please know that we are here for you.”

Advertisements

5 thoughts on “Loss and Social Media

  1. TryTryAgain

    Yep, I’m with you on the difficulty of Facebook in all of this. It usually happens when you’re having a pretty good day, just plodding along, then ‘bang’ someone announces their pregnancy on there. Even though you’re happy for them, it just instantly puts a black cloud over your day. I don’t know what the answer is for this, just seems to be one of those things in life nowadays xxx

    Reply
    1. lyra211 Post author

      That is exactly what happened this weekend. My mom was visiting, we were having a great time, my husband went to check the weather and saw the announcement and said “You know, I hate to tell you these things, but…” and it just killed the mood. And we really are happy for them! But it’s hard. Anyway, it seems like such a trivial thing, but not really something I can complain about other than to my husband and on this blog! Thanks for commenting — I’m really glad that we’ve found each other’s blogs!

      Reply
      1. TryTryAgain

        Thats what I mean – it always comes at just the wrong time! Sorry that it affected your day. Its not trivial at all – all of us on here totally understand how it feels as we’re all plodding on with this long old journey as well.

        Im really glad that we’ve found each other’s blogs too – ill be sure to keep up to date with yours 🙂 xx

  2. ttc7439

    YES YES YES! Yes to all of this! I totally feel the same way. Love/hate feeling every time another pregnancy announcement pops up on my news feed. It’s especially bad when the person who is announcing, “didn’t want any more kids” or any kids for that matter.. or if they are just totally not a person in a situation to be having a child. It seems like here recently, EVERYONE is pregnant. I don’t even think I can count on two hands how many of my friends are currently pregnant. And I also relate to your story because I LOVE kids. So much so that my co-workers and friends always joke that I’m like a “baby whisperer.” I have two nephews that I love to death! I am with them at least 2-3 times a week. There have often been times, especially right after my miscarriage, that I have left there and on the way home started crying. Just wishing that I had some of my own. Thank you for sharing this! It’s nice to know that other people go through this too. ❤

    Reply
    1. lyra211 Post author

      I saw your follow-up blog post. 🙂 I am SO with you. And as you say, the temptation is always to get off Facebook entirely… but then you miss out on all the non-baby posts that provide those wonderful windows into your friends’ lives. There’s no good answer. I’ve taken to selectively blocking friends who do things like complain about their pregnancies — they get one freebie, because everyone has those moments when they just need to vent, and I get that pregnancy is rough (I’ve been there, except for the third trimester)… but if they keep complaining, I can’t handle it, and I block them for my own protection (not because they’re bad people or I don’t like them anymore). I’m sure I can unblock them someday when I feel up to it.

      Reply

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s