Monday, August 23, 2010
I am sitting at work with all my chores completed waiting until its time to pick Willie-B up from pre-school. I hate being alone these days.
When I'm alone the only thing I think about is my little belly bean. How far along I would be. Wondering if it were a boy or a girl. (I think it was a boy).
I hate that greif and sadness are once again ruling my life. Right now I'm stuck in the why me stage.
I've wanted to be a mother as long as I can remember. I sat patiently waiting my turn as everyone around me gave birth.
Everyone keeps saying don't worry it will happen again soon. But I don't want a different baby I want my little bean.
Please forgive my typos and spelling mistakes I posted this from my phone.
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