Small things I am grateful for
I have discovered wells of strength I didn't think I was able to reach.
In November, when I was pregnant for the second time, I had a conversation with my husband along the lines of: the first time I had a miscarriage, I had no idea how to cope. How to survive. I literally almost died. I don't know if I could handle going through that a second time.
But I did, on Christmas Eve. And it taught me that I *can* survive. I can make it. I'm still here, all this time later when I should be caring for six week old twins.
I'm alive, and that's not just a miracle. It's a triumph.
Crossposted from http://ariadne83.dreamwidth.org/109262.html, where it has
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In November, when I was pregnant for the second time, I had a conversation with my husband along the lines of: the first time I had a miscarriage, I had no idea how to cope. How to survive. I literally almost died. I don't know if I could handle going through that a second time.
But I did, on Christmas Eve. And it taught me that I *can* survive. I can make it. I'm still here, all this time later when I should be caring for six week old twins.
I'm alive, and that's not just a miracle. It's a triumph.
Crossposted from http://ariadne83.dreamwidth.org/109262.html, where it has
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