Last night I had this horrible nightmare that I was pregnant again. I had just found out, was already getting sick, couldn't prepare, had no idea what to do. My husband wanted me to terminate, I knew that was best, but couldn't figure out how to bring myself to do it.
I woke up shaking, in a cold sweat and everything.
I would love to have another baby. I know I could make it through a pregnancy if I could survive it, but I just don't WANT to. The more time passes, the less I want to, but I still have a hard time closing that door.
I wonder what it must be like to have normal pregnancies and not have to think about stuff like this?