Touching

Touching

I threw my baby in a dumpster. No goodbyes, no tears.’

“My hands shook as I grabbed a Dixie cup and gently scooped this little piece of flesh, my heart, my blood, from its watery grave. A moment later, I left the bathroom. My little burden wrapped in paper towels, and put it in my purse.”

‘David and I have been pregnant 8 times. I just took a pregnancy test. Its positive. I sat on the toiletstaring at the positive test until my legs went numb. This was not a part of our plan.’

“Despite the odds, the ‘treatment’ was unsuccessful. Our little fighter continued to grow. Something in my gut didnt feel right about a second injection, so I refused. I pushed her to keep looking. Wait, whats that? The doctor turned back towards the screen. I saw our little baby for the first time. I instantly wept.”

‘Doctors told me I was ‘lying.’ I hadn’t started my period. Before I took the birth control, I took a pregnancy test. It was POSITIVE!? We bought 5 more tests. All of them were positive!’

“I was having vivid, strange dreams. A neighbor said, Are you pregnant? I said no and cried. A switch flipped in me. I became crazy emotional. I was having day dreams about drilling a hole in my head or cutting it off. I went to doctor after doctor. They all said that it was because of my weight.”

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