I have 4 beautiful girls (one that is my stepdaughter but daughter all the same) and I know I won’t be having any more children, which I kind of came to terms with because I had to. Had to because there is no more space in the house and also because my husband had to be convinced to have the last one. Ever since then every time I see a baby bump or a new baby I can’t stand it, it’s like pure hell. The jealousy runs through my veins of that magical time, that amazing time when you are growing this beautiful being inside you and knowing I will never have that again hurts, it hurts to my core. I then feel guilty because I am so lucky that I have my beautiful ones, others I know are not that lucky and I am a positive person, always upbeat and happy but this. This gets me, beats me down and makes me feel awful. I have now been told that someone in my family is pregnant today and I am SOOO happy for them and I showed my happiness. Then on the way home looked out the window and cried all the way home as I know that as selfish as it sounds I have some really hard times ahead, almost faking it sometimes as I don’t want them to see me upset. Please tell me that I am
not alone in my guilty heart wrenching unhappiness? Are there others out there? ❤️