As much as I tried not to give my hopes up reality is I did. I keep telling myself not to cry, not to be upset but I am even though I know how lucky I am to have a healthy baby boy on the way. Can't help feeling robbed of the mother and daughter relationship I will never have, no pretty pink clothes to buy. I feel trapped and unable to talk about my feelings. I feel like no one really understands not even my husband.
I SHOULD BE HAPPY, I SHOULDN'T FEEL LIKE THIS, I NEED TO STOP CRYING AND JUST MOVE ON AND ACCEPT MY FATE.
Today I will place all those pretty pink things bought over 10 years away in a box. The dream over a daughter is now over.
I WILL LOVE MY LITTLE BOY.
