For the most part lately this is how I felt with regards to all my friends and family falling pregnant and having babies.
Since having my hysterectomy was not my ideal choice I have gone through periods of sadness and frustration at the thought of never being able to have a baby again but have however reached the point where I have not only made peace with the situation and appreciate what it has done for my health but I am also happy with my family just as it is and really cannot fathom or fancy the idea of going down the road of sleepless nights and poopy diapers again.
However being a woman can be rally confusing sometimes because even though in my mind I’m like yay I’m all good I see a baby or hold one and my ovaries which I still have start screaming at me to produce a baby which fortunately I am unable to create and I find myself looking at the boys baby pictures and longing for that sweet baby smell, the anticipation and excitement of the birth and choosing of names, my mind says hell no and my clearly baby starved biological clock ticking ovaries say hell yes, eep!
Thankfully that feeling does subside but I for one am grateful that I cannot have any more because dam if my broody woman parts had anything to say about I would probably be sitting in my gyneas office right now going oh my stars at the screen.
No one can say there is no such thing as an internal baby clock because hells bells I have felt the pull and I am only 28…. Anyone else feel this way am I the only one?