So much is taken for granted when daydreaming approximately a future life. This much-wanted IVF pregnancy taught me that having children doesn’t always move wellI cant recall what type of day it was. I can’t recall what I wore,or the names of the new people I met. I can’t actually remember the name. But I do remember the apprehension I felt, I do remember the itsy-bitsy hands and the tiny toes. Mostly, and I remember the feeling of the itsy-bitsy head between my nervous fingertips.
My first autopsy was of a 22-week-weak foetus who didn’t make it.
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Source: theguardian.com