Today I should have been a parent, I should be holding in my arms a very wanted and longed for child. My husband and I should have had the big rush to the hospital, the screaming for the gas and air, the degeneration of my language to levels never heard before, the phoning the grandparents, the joy of expanding our family. All that ended seven months and one car accident ago.
Instead I had a quiet day, I filled it with the gym, ironing, cleaning the kitchen and a very quiet little cry, not the same really.
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