“I knew very young I wanted to have a baby. Since the world taught me this is what moms do, I must be a girl. I would soon discover this is not true.”

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“I knew very young I wanted to have a baby. Since the world taught me this is what moms do, I must be a girl. I would soon discover this is not true.”
“I no longer cried countless tears over calories. I no longer looked into my child’s terrified eyes when the bottle would come near him. I no longer frantically called my mom asking if 2 ounces was all he really consumed that day.”
“In my mind, I accepted I was born to grow up as an adult without parents. But in my heart, I was broken holiday after holiday needing them. I was torn on my children’s birthdays, when they had no grandparents there. I cried for years trying to fill the void.”
“Two days after the ultrasound, I passed a large clot while at work. I was sure I was miscarrying. All those memories flooded back and I was a bawling mess. We waited the dreaded week to confirm what we knew. Little did we know they would quickly say, ‘There’s your baby.'”
“I knew him through my ex, so I took him off of my social media. That lasted a whole two days. I couldn’t imagine a day in my life without him.”
“Each of those precious baby’s lives were a gift. The loss of this deserves to be remembered and the grief has a right to be felt in all it’s entirety.”
“It’s the weight of the next doctor appointment. It’s the weight of new diagnoses added to our plate. It’s the weight of remembering which specialist follow-up is due in which month at which hospital. It’s the weight of am I doing enough for her, what more should I be doing, and why do I feel so alone while I am doing it all?”
“She walked me across the stage to get two degrees. She helped me meet new people and form lasting friendships. All she asked for in return were belly rubs.”
“I harbor no ill will. No hard feelings. I get it, this is just the new way of things. But it still hurts, to be on the outside looking in.”
“I carried her everywhere, held her at every meal, slept with her on top of me, and showered with her in my arms. She wouldn’t take no for an answer. Just as if I carried her in my womb, she was learning my voice, reaching for my touch, and studying every detail of my face.”
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