When my son was 2 years old he'd spend hours playing make believe. His legos became imaginary people. He'd shepard an an invisible family and from time to time, I'd get overwhelmed with a feeling of pressure and guilt to get baby number 2 baking in the oven. I wasn't ready, and my biological clock was ticking. How would it all work out?
Shortly there after, I became pregnant and had a miscarriage at 14 weeks. Fear set in and I started to take growing my family seriously. I took for granted how easily I could get pregnant. Never once thinking, I'd was a candidate for miscarriage.
I decided to ease up and let nature take it's course. Luckily, I was able to get pregnant quickly. During my 8th month, I started to wonder how my son would react to having a sibling. My mind then created an illusion-al story. I let my fears take my mind to places that never happened and did not exist. Sometimes, our kids are the only ones playing make believe!
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