Quote From: poot567Hi friends, 
I am new to the message board so bare with me. I lost a baby at 14 weeks 2 years ago. It was my second pregnancy although, my husband and I were alittle hesitate because I had post-partum pretty bad the first time and never really knew it until my daughter was about 3 years old. I was on medication for about 8 month but went off of it so I could get pregnant . Within 4 months, we were pregnant and things started to go down hill from there. Phsycially, my body went into a tail spin and my whole nervous system went out of whack. By the eleventh week, I had to be admitted into the hospital in the (Psychiatric) unit. My body was doing things that were completely out of my control. I hadn't slept for 8 weeks and my body could not quick shaking. I had to be in constant movement and then the uncontrollable vomitting started. If I had to give what I was going through a name, I probably would have said, I had a nervous breakdown. I was in the hospital for 3 weeks and taking medications. I wasn't getting any better and my husband and I had to make the decision to terminate the pregnancy. I was sooo sick and at the time it seemed like the only thing to do. To this day, there isn't a moment that goes by that I don't think about "what could have been" and wonder if it was a boy or a girl. In some ways, I wish I would have had a miscarriage so I wouldn't have had to make a decision like that. It was such a frightening experience and we realized that I had to get well for my daughter who was at home waiting for me. I have been on medication for 2 years and doing fine but there is apart of me that died along with my baby.  
My younger sister had to terminate a pregnancy because she was given a chemotherapeutic agent in the first trimester. It was a horrendous decision for her. Then, in a subsequent pregnancy, she had to terminate because of devastating fetal abnormalities. Once again, she wanted that baby so much. It was just awful and I can still hear the wounded animal sounds of her crying.
You must not keep second-guessing yourself. First of all, it does you no good and you can't change anything. Secondly, you did what you had to do and you must accept that. Focus instead on the love that you have for your baby and hold that love in your heart forever. Let that love heal you so you can stop beating yourself up. I understand that there was a part of you that died along with that baby. Let that part of yourself rest in peace now. Let that part be in your heart, forever holding hands with your baby. And then let the rest of yourself live and love.
I hope you are strengthened knowing that other people are praying for your peace.