“I don’t think a post on Instagram is going to make me lose my baby. It’s that trusting my own happiness is a whole mess of memories and emotions.”
- Love What Matters
- Children
- Pregnancy
“I don’t think a post on Instagram is going to make me lose my baby. It’s that trusting my own happiness is a whole mess of memories and emotions.”
“I was never the woman who saw her baby on the screen and fell rapturously in love. I figured it would come once we met in person. It didn’t. And I felt terrified and ashamed. What mother doesn’t love their child at first sight?!”
“Getting pregnant after a miscarriage can be triggering, but be gentle with yourself.”
“Without much explanation, the doctor headed back to her office to look over the measurements, leaving me to delve into Google. Without enough info, full of fear and armed with nothing but shock and anxiety, I stumbled upon scary statistics, a lack of information and words that seemed jumbled on the page.”
“I had my 20-week anatomy scan. This is always my favorite appointment, where the sonographer details every portion of the growing baby, and I go home to put a perfect sonogram photo on the fridge. This appointment was different.”
“‘If what I did was a mistake, I would make that mistake ten times over again to get this kid.’ There should be no shame in that.”
“My husband and son felt like they always had to walk on eggshells around me to prevent one of them from triggering me.”
“You can read the books, seek advice, and get the room ready. But until the baby comes, no one‘s ever sure what it’s going to be like for them. We are all just guessing, learning, and trying to adapt to our ever-changing lives.”
“Before we left the hospital, we held our babies one last time. With tears streaming down our faces, we promised them we would survive this for them and live every day in their honor. I walked with them to the elevator where we were forced to part ways.”
“I was looking in the mirror hours after seeing that pink positive sign, evaluating my worth, my life, and my purpose like it could be my last day.”