It saddens me to think this may be my only experince with carrying a child inside me
and having no one to share it with.
No loving husband to rub my belly and put his ear to my button to hear the baby hiccups.
No one to quickly call over to feel when she is doing flips inside.
No one to rub my swollen feet.
No one to comfort me when Im crying for no reason.
No one to accompany me to the Dr office to hear the good news or "the bad."
No one to share hopes and dreams for our babies future with.
No one to share these huge boobies with!
No one to get me some pickled beets at 730AM..
No one to make love to while Im in this hugely akeward body yet full of raging hormones.
No one to appreciate my crazed nesting instincts and OCD cleaning.
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