|photo by Kelly Pacheco © 2011 - All rights reserved|
I am not pregnant, but this picture reminds me of when I was 20 years ago. My womb was the home to Annelise and 20 months after her, the home for Connor. I loved being pregnant. I loved my pregnant belly. I regret never taking a picture of my naked pregnant belly. I wished I could have had my children naturally, but they were both delivered via cesarean section. But I am also grateful for the c-sections. I don't think the three of us would be here today without them.
After Connor was born, I had five miscarriages, two of them were ectopic pregnancies. My womb suffered a D&C (dilatation & curettage, where there interior lining of my womb was scraped away because my body had trouble miscarrying by itself). I am still healing from the lose. Sometimes it feels as if I am alone in the grieving.
I love my womb and I am so grateful it held and nourished two perfect and beautiful human beings.
Babies are Miracles.