I don’t know who to turn to,
I’m not sure what to say,
It’s definitely a bit easier
Although it hasn’t gone away.
The feelings that I felt back then
Come less to me these days,
But the anniversarys looming and I feel lost in many ways.
YouTube holds me captive while I watch announcements and reveals,
I’m happy for these women as they give me all the feels.
Them finding out they’re pregnant and crying those happy tears
Going forward with their pregnancies,
Not having any fears.
I wonder if I want that now or has the moment passed?
I could be the funnest Auntie like I have been in the past?
Noone needs to hear this stuff
It goes round my head a lot
I should remember how I’m lucky,
Be pleased with what I’ve got.
But saying that, in the next breath, I know what happens next,
I’ll be counting down the days til I can do another test.
To hope I see those two lines
Instead of only one,
One is where my heart sinks and the tears begin to run.
So mebs I DO want children as much as others do,
Perhaps one day it’ll happen
And I’ll be a mummy too.
There are days I think it’s not for me and that I like the life I lead,
A life with no responsibility,
Just him and me to please.
To leave the house without a thought
To sleep right through the night,
Adults only holidays when the world returns to rights.
Not feeling guilty that I’m passing on
all my anxieties and woes
That I’m not messing up my baby with my far too many lows.
But wouldn’t it be lovely
To hold my baby’s hand
To hear them breathe, to watch them sleep, forget the day I’d planned.
So many contradictions seem to fly around my head,
I’ll start again tomorrow, for now it’s time for bed.