Miss 8 can bottle things up. I always know when she’s worried about something as she gets stroppy, short tempered and she’s very hard to live with. It breaks my heart as I just want her to talk to me. Yet often I’m sure she doesn’t always realise something is wrong herself.
To My Angel Baby
I never got to hold you, to smell your beautiful baby smell. I never got to hear your heartbeat or feel you move around inside of me. I never got to tell your sister and two brothers all about you or see you wriggle on a scan. I never got to give birth to you, hear your first cries and feel that overwhelming feeling of love.
Miss 8 asked me today “Why are you so mean?”. A question which stopped me in my tracks and tore at my heart. Massively. I walked out of the room wanting to calm down and gather my thoughts before responding.
Just when I start to feel that I have put a lid on you, you rear your ugly head. I battle day in and day out to keep you suppressed, then like a switch you are back. Suddenly I start with that gnawing feeling in the pit of my stomach that builds and builds. All of a sudden the world is against me, I’m useless and everyone would be better off without me. And all this can happen in a blink of an eye.
I have just finished this book. Wow! I love to read but recently I just haven’t had the chance. I received this book as a Christmas present and I just could not put it down!
It tells the story of a young man who was involved in an accident, resulting in him becoming a quadriplegic and his carer.
This book is a web of emotions. At some points I sat in tears and at others amazed at what us humans are capable of. It tells the story of pure human love and the sacrifices we will make to those most important to us.
I would definitely recommend this book. Have you already read it? What were your thoughts?
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