Another week completed. It feels like life is moving by so fast at the moment, I can’t quite keep up with everything I need (and want) to do.
I don’t know if there’s something wrong with me, or if I’m just losing the plot 😂
I have another baby shower to go to on Saturday. Im currently coming off my sertraline in preparation for conception and my behaviour has been a bit erratic. I may have to excuse myself during the party for a quick respite. It’s tough being in such an environment at the moment, celebrating a baby knowing you may never have one yourself.
If I were to become pregnant, I don’t think I’d have a baby shower… I don’t think I’d tell anyone I was pregnant until the baby was born. I don’t want to put someone else through that, and I don’t want to celebrate someone who isn’t yet here… there’s a lot of risk for someone like me and I’d rather no one knew about the baby until it was safely born.