That’s my secret, I’m always angry.

I think the hardest thing so far has been the anger, swiftly followed by the crippling guilt. The anger is sporadic, chest tightening and blinding. I find myself begrudging anyone else with a “normal” pregnancy. People who are worrying about sleepless nights and nappy changes. I would give everything and anything in this world toContinue reading “That’s my secret, I’m always angry.”

How it began.

It feels like yesterday that I snuck off to take a pregnancy test and saw that little pink line. It didn’t feel real at the time and it often doesn’t now (until I’m booted in the bladder). I still remember the look of shock on Steve’s face when I waved a pee stick at himContinue reading “How it began.”

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