I’m sure this is only a brief dance into this topic, but after my experience yesterday I felt it was important to remind us that our stories matter.
Yesterday, it was strongly suggested that I should be working any job and should have never not been working. My health aside.
Just a friendly reminder – brain surgery was August 2021
Regardless, my eyes were opened to a new kind of wide yesterday and this morning I found myself replaying a lot of those words.
And then a moment of clarity.
I worked through two miscarriages. I was actively miscarring and stood at work, smiling at customers. Both work and home expected that of me.
They weren’t babies, I wasn’t pregnant long enough for it to matter, I should just get over it….yeah, yep, uh huh…
At one time, I was eating baby food because my stomach hurt so much –…
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