After my miscarriage, my body was cruelly convinced I was still pregnant but I knew it was just a coffin for my child. I eventually accepted it wasn’t my fault
My pregnancy didn’t have the most auspicious of starts. Squinting at the two pink lines on the home pregnancy test, a combination of disappointment and relief coursed through me. Not pregnant. While my husband and I hadn’t been planning for a baby, exactly, neither would we have been unhappy about it.
I showed him the results and shrugged.
Related: How my molar pregnancy became a life-changing event
I was hoping against all odds for a miracle, that the tiny heart would spring back to life
Continue reading...
from Pregnancy | The Guardian http://ift.tt/1PFU0Gz
ليست هناك تعليقات:
إرسال تعليق