So today is my birthday and in the midst of my celebrations, (and there is lots to celebrate I know)…I have crept back online to this blog…. to allow myself a few tears. This is the only place I can safely let them fall….
Those of you who have watched another birthday go by, un-pregnant (is that a word? if not, I’ve just made a new one up!) know how I feel.
Those of you who have passed or are approaching the 40 mark, un-pregnant, certainly know how I feel.
(Shh! I am whispering very quietly here…for today is my 41st birthday and that old biological clock’s tick is deafening)
When I got pregant earlier this year, I breathed a sigh of relief that I had pulled it off before this birthday. I was already looking forward my birthday- the last one before baby came on the scene I thought. It would be the best birthday with the best birthday gift ever. But instead, I am un-pregnant and feel like I am in free-fall watching those reproductive years hurtle on by.
Ok, time to wipe those tears, and paint back on my smile and go and celebrate my birthday now…thanks for listening – I knew you’d understand x
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