Today I packed up my maternity clothes and sent them to GoodWill. As I do with many emotional things, I did this really fast and tried not to think about it too much. It's better for me that way... I don't like to over analyze, or over memorialize or make things larger than they are.
Even though we're "done," I am a little sad that I won't be pregnant again. It's not that I want to be pregnant again, cause I don't, but it is the end of an era. I have been pregnant 27 of the last 52 months and thinking about or trying to get pregnant for about 2 years prior to that (due to reduced fertility). That's 1/6th of my life.
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