Yesterday was supposed to be a happy day. The day of my NT scan. The hospital said I would be 12+3. I knew I was actually 14 weeks. What does it matter though, it didn't happen. Instead I walked through the local shopping centre, silently judging the people I saw there. Wondering what made them worthy to carry a child to term 1, 2, 3, 4 times yet not me. How could that mum with 4 children under the age of 4 standing outside smoking get to take her babies home and not me? What did I do wrong? I waited until we were financially in a position to afford a second child. I didn't drink, smoke or do drugs. I took my vitamins, drank enough water and got some exercise. I ate reasonably healthily and got enough rest. I tried my hardest not to stress. Still not enough. Never enough...
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