I can only imagine the thoughts swirling in your mind as we walked in.
My son, with his hand buried deep in a bag of cheesy snacks and an orange soda precariously cradled under his arm, sported mismatched socks—bright blue Transformers paired with red Elmo. Dressing himself is his declaration of independence, and I lacked the energy to debate fashion choices.
And then there’s my daughter, her hair escaping from her hastily done pigtails, her ballet skirt sagging slightly as she juggled my wallet, keys, and a book while I fumbled with the door.
“Did you mean to?” you asked, your gaze drifting to my noticeably round belly and my unkempt appearance.
Did I mean to? Did I mean to lie back on our small bed, throwing my legs over my husband’s shoulders, allowing youthful abandon to take over for a blissful few hours? Did I mean to spend countless nights deep in conversation with a man who, just a few years prior, stepped in to care for my children, hoping to start a family of his own?
Did I mean to sit in a hospital storage room, forced there because they had run out of actual patient rooms, while my husband supported me as I bled through my clothes and the wheelchair and onto the floor? The nurse’s words—that there was no heartbeat—echoed as we wrapped our shattered dreams in toilet paper, witnessing my husband’s heart break.
Did I mean to obsessively mark my calendar, scrutinizing every little change in my body, only to find myself crying in despair month after month because it hadn’t worked again? Did I mean to reach a point of surrender, only to finally welcome a child into my life whom I’ve treated like a delicate treasure for the last six months, terrified that I would hear those dreaded words from the doctor: “There’s no heartbeat”?
Did I mean to bring another life into this chaotic world, where the news is a barrage of fear and uncertainty, where I question what tomorrow holds, and whether another conflict looms on the horizon?
Did I mean to?
Absolutely. Yes, I meant to.
Resources for Your Journey
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Summary
The journey of parenthood is often fraught with challenges and emotional turmoil. This piece captures the raw realities of family life, from the chaos of mismatched socks to the heart-wrenching moments of loss and hope. It’s a testament to the resilience of love and the determination to create a family against all odds.