posted on May, 25 2007 @ 10:23 PM
I have. In a way. Between my daughter and my year old son, I was pregnant with a child that was not viable. It was very ill and it was making me very
ill. It had chromosomal abnormalities and a heart defect, probably severe Down Syndrome. I lost 15 pounds in the first 9 weeks, and was vomiting blood
occasionally.
I made the hard decision to terminate the pregnancy. I was nearly 40 at the time and thought it was my last chance.
But then, by accident (don't ask -- I'm not bogging down this thread with a complaint), my son was conceived. He's a gem of a child, always happy
even now when he's growing his first four molars all at once. Sweet, loving, and scary smart.
But I still wonder what the child in the middle would have been like.
Though I don't really believe in the migration of souls (anymore) I sometimes comfort myself by pretending that my son is so happy because I gave him
a chance to come back in a better body than the one he originally had.
Potential lost is a very melancholy subject for me.