Time passed very slowely and I once again was faced with a severe depression. I wanted, or rather needed that baby that was no more and all I could ask myself was "What did I do?" "Did I give away my only chance at being a mom?" I knew that the choice of adoption was what was best, but I couldn't help but question what I did. I desperately wanted a baby, but knew that I couldn't handle another miscarriage. What was I to do? I didn't know, and the comforting words from everyone didn't help at all. Nothing that anyone said did anything to make me feel one tiny bit better.
I was very empty and only a baby would fill that emptyness but I was terrified to try again for a child.
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