I am well past the age where it’s socially acceptable to feel like your life is ending because of a positive pregnancy test, but I’ll admit that I truly felt like everything was coming crashing down.
Is it me, my illness, or the hormones?
Doing Harm comes back to the root of the problem over and over: this is not a problem only found among a few bad doctors, this is a problem with our medical system as a whole.
Romolini provides solid evidence that if you’re a sensitive, weird, intense person, you can absolutely be successful on your own terms. You just need to know what you’re doing.
I was not being dramatic, I was not misinterpreting anything. I was reacting rationally to an irrational situation. I just hadn’t learned that this is how it is to be a woman.
I would adjust. That’s what I keep telling my baby that I feel terrible for hoping isn’t there. "I will love being your mom, it just wasn’t the plan right now so I’m freaking out. Mommy does that a lot. But she loves you."