I understand how you feel. My husband deployed August 3rd to Iraq, I found out August 15th that my baby had Turners syndrome at 15 weeks pregnant. I remember crying in my car outside the doctors office, wishing he was with me. I found out Sept 15th that she passed threw ultrasound. He was home for a 48 hour pass, he had to leave the next morning to get on the plane to go over. I had her a few days later.
It has been the hardest thing I've ever had to do, because I had to do it alone. And he is still frustrated to this day that he wasn't there for me, and isn't now.
I don't understand the timing...but it happened. I guess what doesn't kill us makes us stronger? The only thing I've really learned from this was that I am still a strong woman...I am not dependent on him totally. Idk.