History repeating itself?
I’m just thinking about what my friend Peter has said about me, and my losing my son last March. How he feels that just as my mother did with me having a long gap between pregnancies so did I.
My daughter is twelve, and if my son had survived, she would’ve been twelve years older than her brother, like my brother is just under ten years older than me.
Peter said that history was repeating itself some how, with the gap between my pregnancies. But I said that the circumstances were totally different because my parents were advised erroneously that my mother would have had a haemorrhage going through with a second pregnancy. I was never advised of this sort of situation.
I admit that I was feeling very tender about talking about my loss, and the circumstances, but I was calm and careful about my responses. He knew he had touched a raw nerve, and he was apologetic about his contention. He said that I am a strong woman and unlike my mother in many ways (digging himself in further) but repeated himself on this point.
We agreed to disagree, and there was no rift with us.
My daughter is twelve, and if my son had survived, she would’ve been twelve years older than her brother, like my brother is just under ten years older than me.
Peter said that history was repeating itself some how, with the gap between my pregnancies. But I said that the circumstances were totally different because my parents were advised erroneously that my mother would have had a haemorrhage going through with a second pregnancy. I was never advised of this sort of situation.
I admit that I was feeling very tender about talking about my loss, and the circumstances, but I was calm and careful about my responses. He knew he had touched a raw nerve, and he was apologetic about his contention. He said that I am a strong woman and unlike my mother in many ways (digging himself in further) but repeated himself on this point.
We agreed to disagree, and there was no rift with us.
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