Monday, April 19, 2010
Today a friend of mine was telling me about her ultrasound. She is eighteen weeks pregnant and was told her baby was six inches head to butt. She even grabbed a ruler and was showing me the size. Seriously all I wanted to do was cry. My baby Hope was that big when they took her from me. My friend deserves to be proud and talk about her baby. I'm just a wreck sometimes. I think I hide it well. But all night I just keep thinking of that ruler and how big my baby was when they took her from me. I regret having the ordeal planned. I should have just waited and let her come out on her own naturally, I would have had more time with her. I don't think I'll ever get over my poor baby Hope.