I’ve Got a Pocketful of Sunshine
Here’s another rambling for you…
Most days have been okay since taking Zoloft.
Sure, once in a while I have a bad one, but it’s never out of control.
I knew today was going to be a problem when I woke up and just wanted to check out how far along my baby would be.
I would be feeling all sorts of kicks.
I would get tested for gestational diabetes.
My belly would be huge.
But I woke up this morning alone.
My belly was flat and not full of life.
I walked for 5 miles in the 90 degree heat and it kept my mind off of things for a while.
It always comes back to that baby though.
What would my life be like if I kept it?
Then I read about a man that got stoned and left his 10 month old in a car in the middle of summer.
She died of course. It’s tragic.
I am so sad that I don’t have that baby…but I know I made the best decision.
I feel like shit.