However, I've found that it has also been easy to doubt a positive future, feel unworthy of my blessings, and experience guilt knowing that other families struggle and suffer in ways mine hasn't had to thus far. For me, there has been some amount of preemptive grieving in these early months of pregnancy. Whether that premature grief is meant to "prepare" me for a painful outcome or serve to empathize with those who are actually grieving is unclear to me. A part of me wonders if I believe I have to earn the right to be happy by suffering first.
Everyone has their own crosses to bear in life. I've begun to realize that I spend a lot of time punishing myself for not having to bear certain crosses while other people struggle under their weight. I think that by expecting the worst outcome, I am aligning myself with those who are suffering. If I expect the best outcome, I am disrespecting them. I am being naive, acting superior, and behaving as if I'm entitled to the happiness that has eluded others.

So, for right now, I am happy for the fatigue and nausea, for the aches, acne, and irritability and all the hope they hold. I am excited to announce the news to my in-laws this weekend. I am grateful for the way our baby has already brought my husband and I even closer together, and for the happiness the news has brought to my parents, brother, and close friends. I am grateful for this responsibility, and I will try to embrace each precious prenatal moment!
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