All who would win joy must share it; happiness was born a twin.
~Lord Byron
"There's the heartbeat," the ultrasound tech says, pointing to a tiny blinking dot on the dark screen. "Everything looks fine."
I breathe a sigh of relief. It is the ninth week of my second pregnancy, and so far my body displays none of the signs that showed up the first time -- signs that eventually led to the death of my son, Luke.
That was less than a year ago. I haven't finished grieving, but the landscape of my life seems so barren without the baby I should have had that I summon the courage to try again. As soon as I...
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