Grieving
Last night I dreamed of babies who were supposed to be mine and Jake's. I had 2 girls and 1 boy with chubby cheeks, blue eyes and beautiful blonde curls, like God had already made their little souls and were just waiting to be born. It was so real and it BROKE my heart. This morning I got into the shower and held my belly and my heart and cried and cried and cried grieving over unborn children, feeling like I was losing my babies. So don't think that this has been easy on me. And don't tell me that the pain that I have caused you isn't fair. This whole situation isn't fair. Don't resent me my comforts where I take them.