Cannot believe a year has passed, a full year has passed since the worst day of my life. The day I experienced the biggest loss of all. 

It was a fairly complicated time, I was still processing the fact that I was expecting. This wasn't planned. It was a big bump on the road. Having said that, I was getting excited- I was to become a mum. I felt amazing. I was radiant. 

I still have a tendency to blame myself for what happened. THE BIG WHAT IFS.. Would it be a different story if I wasn't being treated? If I hadn't drunk and smoked all summer long? If I went to the hospital earlier? THE DOUBTS ABOUT MYSELF.. Is there something wrong with me, genetically? Am I not good enough to become a mum? 

It is what it is. It did happen. AND IT WAS NOT MY FAULT! One in four pregnancies end in pregnancy loss. And mine was the 1. This statistic doesn't normalise the pain I feel. I feel let down. Abandoned. Hopeless. 



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labut2  7. 9. 2020 13:01
Finally a blog written in English. I have had enough of that awful Slovak language.
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