5 years ago, I was pregnant with Little G and as luck would have it one of my favourite cousins was also pregnant. She was due in October and I in December. We each had a daughter, who are now besties. Fast forward to this year, she told me she was pregnant again and then a couple of months later I was pregnant. Her due date was August and mine late October/early November. It was like it was meant to be. In the wee hours of today, my cousin delivered her second daughter. She was 3 weeks early and her daughter is a gorgeous bundle at 9lb 14oz.
I am very happy for her. Yet that old melancoly showed up, I couldn't help thinking about what should have been for me. of course I then felt guilty about having those feelings.
Sigh. I am working on it.
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