It was really hard to get out of bed in the mornings, if I stayed in bed, I could pretend that nothing ever happened, go back to sleep, and meet Dan in my dreams. Too bad life isn’t that easy. Once a week I have an appointment with my OBGYN, as it gets closer and closer to my labor day, the more I am confused about my feelings. Some days I really want this baby and I can’t wait until he is born, other days I am scared because I think he will remind me too much of Dan and I won’t even be able to look at him without breaking down. And its days like this that I am afraid I won’t be a good mother, that I won’t know how to take care of him.
