It's been two years of pregnancy, disaster, heartbreak and joy. After two terminations for medical reasons, a long wait for whole exome sequencing, a rarer than rare genetic diagnosis and a 25 percent chance of another affected pregnancy - we have a healthy baby boy.
Once a life on hold because of genetics, now I struggle with deep grief, PTSD, depression and what it means to be the mother of a miracle and the mother of lost boys all at the same time.
Sunday, January 18, 2015
In or out
You are either fucking in this grief journey with me or you are fucking out. In or out. That's how it goes. Suck it up or fucking leave.
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