A month ago I was paying bills, trying to get caught up on life so I could spend time with you. I woke up every morning, thinking it must surely be time. I was so ready to meet you.
It’s not normal yet. I told March* it all feels like a dream, like something that just didn’t happen. I struggle to remember I was pregnant at all.
I made an appointment to start counseling. It was hard, but it think it’ll be good for me. I just don’t want to forget you. You’re still my whole world.
* Names have been changed to protect privacy.