Twinges of Guilt
The past 2 weeks have been a mixture of delight, pure joy, excitement…
Because it happened again.
I got pregnant on the first try. Just like with Bella.
So while I know the little jokes about “Fertile Myrtle” are nothing but well meaning and said in all kindness, sometimes they make me feel so guilty.
I have friends who have waited months, years to get pregnant. Whether it’s with their first or fourth. Sometimes they do. And they have triplets. And sometimes they still wait.
They are gracious enough to come over here and wish me the best, send me congratulations, leave sweet words. I know it’s just how it works, nothing I did or they did could change what happened to either of us. But sometimes it’s hard to know that it was so simple for us again. I feel guilt that I’ve never had to wait any amount of time and others never even got the chance.
What I want to say is that each of you that have shared your journey with me or online, I keep you in my heart. You are on my mind. Your willingness to share your struggles make me more mindful of how I need to be grateful every day for what I have.
When you all left comments on my announcement, it touched me deeply. All I can do is keep you in my prayers that one day I will be able to rejoice when you get your hearts desire too.