I remember lying on the bed at the gynae, really eager to find out the sex of our baby. I remember my blood running cold.
What's wrong, mommy?
I remember frantically crying in the toilet at the specialist's office...begging out loud that nothing be wrong with our baby.
Why is mommy crying?
I remember how hard it was. How conflicted I was. Waking up in the middle of the night in tears.
Why is mommy upset all the time?
I remember how difficult it was to start taking the tablets to induce labour.
What's happening, mommy?
I remember the whole painful experience. Every detail of it.
Why am I dying, mommy?
*has a big cry*