This is going to be a sad post, so, if you want to skip this one...no worries.
This time last year I was majorly pregnant and very excited for my baby girl to be born. This time 2 years ago I was sad. I was depressed. I had just miscarried my second pregnancy and was pregnant again just to miscarry again. I didn't know that I would go through it 2 more times after that.
Now that I am a full time mom to a beautiful little girl, I have time to really think about what happened 2 years ago. It was a horrible time.
I was teaching my first year in my own classroom. The principal decided to focus on everything I was doing wrong. The vice principal died and one of the students was shot and killed by another student. And I had 4 miscarriages in a row. It sucked. Then wen I was finally staying pregnant, I was super sick, pre term labor and on bed rest. I would never repeat those few months of my own choice.
I grew tons from it. It gave me experiences that make motherhood a blessing and a miracle. I try my hardest to think of the positive things that came from it. I know I hug Marsi a little closer and have a little more patience with her antics because of what I went through to get her (and keep her healthy after she was born).
So, that is my mope post. I would probably expect it to come around yearly. Those few months have shaped me into part of the person I am now.
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My oldest was my fifth pregnancy. There was a lot of anxiety, especially when I ended up on bedrest! He's seven now :)
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