So I know its completely normal to question everything. I wonder why is this happening to me? I’m healthy, I’m young. Why aren’t I having a normal pregnancy if women in 3rd world countries can have healthy babies with absolutely no prenatal care, vitamins, ultrasounds, or bloodwork. Isn’t this what my body was designed to do? Why isn’t this going smoothly?
There are no answers to my questions. For someone who loves answers (and asking), the hardest thing for me is to not know. I know there’s nothing wrong with me. I don’t even really have a need for comfort. Logically, everything makes sense. I’ve read the books, talked to friends, cried with my husband, and leaned on shoulders. I guess I am taking advantage of a blog’s avenue to vent. And to hopefully let other women know venting’s OK too.
I am coming to terms with the fact that if this pregnancy continues, it won’t be a “normal” pregnancy, but all my friends who have shared their stores, none of them have been the same.
I'm learning to be content with my portion. Just like all children are different, all pregnancies appear to be different as well.
