Group 5

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When I got pregnant with Oliver, they told me it was a girl. For 2-3 weeks I loved her. Until they told me she was actually a boy.⁣⁣
I didn’t want a boy anymore. I felt guilty for not loving that baby boy who was growing inside of me as much as the baby girl that had never existed.⁣⁣
I felt wrong, but I was kind to myself. I gave myself time to process the feeling, to accept myself, to mourn. I talked to other moms, and it helped me to realize I wasn’t alone in this feeling.⁣⁣
So today I just want to say: if you’re in that feeling right now, own it, cry. You’re not wrong. You’ll love your little person regardless. You just need to hold them in your arms.⁣
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