TravelingGal
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I've been thinking about this thread and I think I picked on what it really is for me...
Before having a kid, I had no fear. I didn't fear death, or pain. Yes, I thought about how I'd feel if anything happened to TGuy, and while it was heartwrenching, I could picture how my life would trudge on.
If I think about anything happening to Amelia, I can't picture anything. My mind draws a terrified blank and life does not go on. I may continue living, but I'll be a shell.
I fear her being taken from me. I fear me being taken from her too early and that she would not know how much I love every fiber of her being with every fiber of mine. I fear leaving her even late in our lives...that she'll feel the ache of missing me (assuming I'm a good mom and we have a good relationship) as much I know I'll miss my mom every day of my life when she leaves me in this world.
I want us to live forever. That's not going to happen and that leaves me with tremendous sadness when I let myself think about it. Having a child has made me feel horrifyingly vulnerable.
It makes me realize we're all mortal, and that makes me prone to crying.
Before having a kid, I had no fear. I didn't fear death, or pain. Yes, I thought about how I'd feel if anything happened to TGuy, and while it was heartwrenching, I could picture how my life would trudge on.
If I think about anything happening to Amelia, I can't picture anything. My mind draws a terrified blank and life does not go on. I may continue living, but I'll be a shell.
I fear her being taken from me. I fear me being taken from her too early and that she would not know how much I love every fiber of her being with every fiber of mine. I fear leaving her even late in our lives...that she'll feel the ache of missing me (assuming I'm a good mom and we have a good relationship) as much I know I'll miss my mom every day of my life when she leaves me in this world.
I want us to live forever. That's not going to happen and that leaves me with tremendous sadness when I let myself think about it. Having a child has made me feel horrifyingly vulnerable.
It makes me realize we're all mortal, and that makes me prone to crying.