It’s been two days and bit since I’ve been back, the baby evidently loves it since I haven’t been sick once. I feel almost like myself…well as much as I can feel. I’ve still been crying everyday, thinking of him, feeling sorry for myself- thinking that it’s all my fault and asking the universe why am I or the baby not good enough for his love.
My heart is breaking everyday wishing I can feel his love again, where baby can have his daddy’s touch on mommy’s belly. I long everyday to have that fairytale pregnancy that most women have where I have daddy’s support and hand to hold every step of the way.
For the first time I feel confused on if I made the right decision and I had myself for it.
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