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.

26 weeks.

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.

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Posted on August 4, 2014, in Word Diarreah... and tagged . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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