After two weeks of feeling on top of the world with this pregnancy, this week the sickness finally hit. I don't have hyperemesis yet, haven't thrown up yet, but the sickness is there. I questioned myself: why did you think right now or any time was the right time to have another baby? Why did we want another one? Why does it have to be so incredibly difficult to bring children into this world?
And so I've really struggled this week to be optimistic and strong and endure everything well. Because I feel flat out crummy and still have to take care of Kimball. But, a good friend of mine from many years ago posted this link on facebook. It has given me a little bit of hope tonight.
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