I was with a nondescript new friend who was pregnant. We were out eating in a restaurant. She took my hand and pressed it into her belly so I could feel the baby move. I had my eyes shut tight. I felt the baby move and I started crying uncontrollably and then held my own tummy. Another friend on the other side of me handed me a wipe for my eyes. When I looked at it, my tears had made pink and blue leopard patterns on the wipe.
Hmmm...
I guess this is sort of obvious, since I'm mourning my non-pregnantness and newborn babyness as Ella matures and I'm also starting to work again, since I colored the white wipe with my tears.
I feel sad just writing that last sentence.
Hmmm...
I guess this is sort of obvious, since I'm mourning my non-pregnantness and newborn babyness as Ella matures and I'm also starting to work again, since I colored the white wipe with my tears.
I feel sad just writing that last sentence.