Okay, a little background here first.

I got pregnant in Dec. 05 on my honeymoon. Actually from my wedding night b/c we took precaution for th rest of the trip, lol. I miscarried the second week of January with no explanation from my OBGYN. Later, in August I was dx (by my internist) with PCOS and pretty bad insulin resistance, which explained that loss. SO we got that under control and decided to go for it since DH and I both want kids and several of them, plus we are obviously fertile, right. HAHA. Well month 2 TTC we get a BFP. This one has low HCG and low progesterone. Here we go again. Only this one turned out to be ectopic, and after a rough couple of betas, my little baby was growing beautifully with doubling in 48 and everything. Except you know, the right tube location. So I got 2 rounds of methotrexate b/c that one was a fighter, and a hospital stay b/c they were scared I might have to have emergency surgery. Luckily not.
So after that very long winded background, here I am 1 and 2 years later, and I am fine. It's almost like it doesn't affect me emotionally anymore. I can maybe understand with the second pregnancy, because honestly, I just wanted it to go away, considering that it wouldn't stop growing. I remember crying to my mom in the car after she took me to the doctor, sobbing, "why won't it just DIE?!?!?". And that really bothered me and still does. I was having a really stressful time with my job then, and the absences weren't making it any better, and no one cared how much physical pain I was in, much less emotional. SO maybe I had to detach myself from that one to get on with my life.
But what really freaks me out is I am so curious about stuff that I really don't know if I should be. I am curious if they were boys or girls or one of each. I am curious what they would have looked like, sounded like, acted like. What kind of ice cream they would like. Cookies n cream, like me, or strawberry, like their daddy? It's absolutely bizarre, because I don't feel any emotion when I am thinking about these things. ANd that's where the detached part comes in. It's like a coroner documenting cause of death on another body, like you see on the crime shows. Very cold and flat. I'm just insanely curious, but unrelating at the same time. DOes this make ANY kind of sense to any of you?
Thanks for listening