Ohhhh, Becky. I feel every bit of this ache for more babies and for siblings for my girl (who seems perfectly content being an only).
“living inside the slow and torturous death of this dream” — 😭 right there with you. You’ve captured feelings I’ve yet to be able to express through words.
Stunning words. This question - "do children too—similar to baby animals—not experience all the feelings we project in their direction?" is something I've asked myself a lot in this season. You have no idea how much this essay resonated-thank you so much for sharing.
This was so heartrending and honest. I felt the simultaneous ache and hope in your words. Thank you for writing and sharing this—and I am excited to read about what new things begin blooming in your life :)
The last line😭♥️ Becky, this was gorgeous through and through. The storytelling, the language, the heart that beats behind it all. Never stop writing, friend. Your words are gold.
Becky, this is so gorgeous! Knowing nothing about you, I'm grateful you shared the glimpses of your life. Ah, a mother's heart is a special and sacred place!
I had chills reading this, Becky. So much truth and beauty here and absolutely gorgeous writing! I feel grateful to get to know you better through this piece.❤️❤️❤️
Oh, friend. Your words (and your heart) are pure gold.
Thank you for such great encouragement. 💛
this is just beautiful. thank you for sharing.
Thank you, Brooke.
Ohhhh, Becky. I feel every bit of this ache for more babies and for siblings for my girl (who seems perfectly content being an only).
“living inside the slow and torturous death of this dream” — 😭 right there with you. You’ve captured feelings I’ve yet to be able to express through words.
Hugs. let’s connect. ❤️
Thank you for sharing this, Laura. I'm so sorry you have the same ache. Sending peace and love and an email ;-)
Stunning words. This question - "do children too—similar to baby animals—not experience all the feelings we project in their direction?" is something I've asked myself a lot in this season. You have no idea how much this essay resonated-thank you so much for sharing.
Fay, thank you for sharing this. And thank you for the encouragement. So glad we're not alone in these questions and feelings <3
This was so heartrending and honest. I felt the simultaneous ache and hope in your words. Thank you for writing and sharing this—and I am excited to read about what new things begin blooming in your life :)
Thank you, Megan. Your words are always such an encouragement.
This was beautiful, Becky. Thank you for writing 💛
Thank you for reading, Aly!
This whole piece just stopped me in my tracks. Friend, thanks for braving the pain to find these words.
Thank you, sweet friend. Sometimes the words help get you through.
The last line😭♥️ Becky, this was gorgeous through and through. The storytelling, the language, the heart that beats behind it all. Never stop writing, friend. Your words are gold.
Your encouragement is gold. Love you, sweet friend.
Beautiful, friend. I love your storytelling 💗.
Thanks, Ruth!! Love you!
I hung on every single word of this beautiful essay. Thank you for cracking open the door of your heart and letting us in. ❤️
Thank you, friend. For so much.
Becky, this is so gorgeous! Knowing nothing about you, I'm grateful you shared the glimpses of your life. Ah, a mother's heart is a special and sacred place!
Thank you so much, Polina! I love what you said: a special and sacred place.
I had chills reading this, Becky. So much truth and beauty here and absolutely gorgeous writing! I feel grateful to get to know you better through this piece.❤️❤️❤️
Thank you, Ash. Grateful for you!
Beautifully written. ❤️
This is so heartbreaking and beautiful and profound. Thank you for this.