Today I really miss the pregnancy I lost even though I don’t even know if it was a baby or not because I don’t understand molar pregnancy’s but either way I lost something and I miss it
I didn’t want another baby until I got pregnant again just for it to turn into a molar pregnancy and break my heart. Now I’m not even allowed to start trying again for ATLEAST a year. Why does this shit happen to me.
Parenthood is lonelier than I thought it would be.
My village turned out to be much weaker than I ever expected.
Friends that swore to love my child when she got here...haven't even met her in her first year of her life.
I am in my feels.