My husband is a family doctor. He delivers babies. Today one of his patients is having a baby. It is weird - I don't want anyone else to have a baby die (especially someone my husband delivers!) but at the same time I have resentment towards them because they are getting exactly what I want. They are getting what I expected for 9 months.
I suppose that means I am jealous. I wish my baby lived so when I hear about other peoples babies it would make me happy instead of hurt.
Here is to my birth mom's baby living :)
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