Jul

6

Foreboding vs. Hope

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Last night, spent the night with me. ’ boyfriend was coming home from a week long trip and she wanted to spend a night alone with him. I when I get to babysit overnight.

We played games, watched a sparkler bomb that made, watched tv, and then we listened to . I watched her dancing. We were both exhausted and passed out a little after 1am.

She woke up in the middle of the night and while I was rocking her I was struck by the realization that I might have to have my uterus removed. I want children. I wasn’t sure before, but now I know I want my own .

I started crying. Surprisingly, it wasn’t a bawl-fest. I haven’t cried in a few months and I assumed that once I did, it would be an all out emotional breakdown. It wasn’t, but that may be that’s because I had the comfort of holding in my arms, with her head against my chest…

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