From the time I was young I always wanted to be a mommy, but I waited to find the perfect guy... It took some time so I was an older bride than I though I would be, but okay I'm fine with that... But in that time I watched family and friends have oops kids... Ive seen some have abortions I've watched them walk away from there own kids for there own personal wants, and I have watched some take on the responsibility like a champ and be the best parents I know... I've watched grandmothers take custody unselfishly and Daddy's become Daddy's to other people's children...
I've seen both the good and the bad but all knowing I had it together I knew what I was going to do once I put my life together to get there.
And I did! I'm super happy with my life... I'm married to a wonderful man who has a great job with an income that provides for us both, I have the ability to work at my leisure and try and get acting jobs or work in the movies... something I've always wanted to do!
We own our own house have a big back yard and a wonderful dog!
We waited until our lives where ready, we had the "are we ready for kids" conversation and like the adults we where we started to try.
Both of us working on our first marriage and our first kid!
14 months of disappointment and I was diagnosed with PCOS... Though the disappointment did not last long and 6 days later we had the surprise of our lives when the second line turned pink! I though okay now things are ready to get interesting... We talked about the nursery the baby and names!
in 7 months we had the perfect name the perfect nursery, we where excited to meet our little man! Things still needed to get done but we knew we had time and we where in no rush to get him out...
And then at 30 weeks I'm in preturm labor and ventured onto bed rest....
I'm a good person, I've waited to do things right, but in the end I'm still a failed incubator... Where did I go wrong? When did I screw up so bad that I have to worry so much about my child's safety?
I know I'm not as bad as some and most of this is do able, I want my son to be heathy but I'm done with feeling like my life is all about having someone take care of me all the time...
My husband is wonderful but I know I'm taxing on him too, I don't have a lot of friends to call on to help me... but my house is a mess and my nursery needs finishing and I can't get up to do it :(
People think this is a vacation or they just forget I'm on bed rest... both are annoying