yes, I know that it was technically barely more than a bunch of cells, and that this really is natures quality control measure, and that one in four pregnancies ends in miscarriage, and that my ovaries and uterus look perfectly normal, and that there's no reason I shouldn't go on to have a successful pregnancy. yes. I get it. thankyou.
But another pregnancy is another baby.
I wanted the baby I had. The one we made in the peaceful house in the sand dunes. Where we woke each morning to an incredible sunrise. Where we walked for miles on white sand without seeing another soul. Where we made plans. Where he stepped up. Suggested adventures. Looked forward. Became alive.
Tuesday, February 05, 2008
It's not you. It's them. Absolutely. Them.
About Me
- Name: dodo
- Location: London, United Kingdom
Recently reclaimed by PR industry after more recent background in lobbying and, before that, business journalism. From London and working part time in city but living in sticks. Trying not to pass on to my daughter all that my mother kindly left me. Raging against inevitability. Getting better at it. or not. NEED to rewrite this to say i'm not working at the moment and that there's all kinds of neds stuff going on, but to do that seems really official and final, so a postscript will have to do.
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4 Comments:
I don't know what to say, except that your words make absolute, heartbreaking sense.
this not being omnipotent business is most unhelpful for some the issues i'd currently like to resolve
and somehow cyber hugging is a v. poor substitute
I am so sorry honey. The number of cells doesn't make a difference in how you feel.
I mourn your loss with you, and hope it will get easier soon.
It sounds like there are people in your life who don't know what to say and they end up saying all of the wrong things.
(I can remember that too.)
I'm so sorry. My heart goes out to you.
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