I was lucky that I got pregnant, when so many women have problems.
I thought not, once the
I considered myself unlucky that I gave birth to Pickles in the beginning of the eighth month.
My doctor said I was lucky. Born at 2.5Kg, he would have weighed at least 4 kg if he was full term. 'He saved you a lot of trauma', she said!
I thought I was unlucky that I was cheated out of two months of pregnancy.
Maybe I was lucky that I was spared the most difficult part!
I was unlucky, I thought, because I had to give birth without any pain medications at all.
The doctor said I was lucky, because a few hours of intense pain was nothing compared to the backache I could have had as a side-effect of the epidural.
Pickles was unlucky, I thought, to have not got two more months in the womb.
But I guess, he is lucky to have an extra two months in his mum's arms.
It's all a matter of perspective, don't you think?
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I think having a baby to snuggle, whatever the circumstances, is always lucky!
Good luck with the A to Z Challenge!
S. L. Hennessy
http://pensuasion.blogspot.com/
Bingo. Perspective it is! And the person commenting above couldn't have said it better either :)
@ Hennessy! Yes, I agree. No matter what, just having Pickles,nno matter what, is lucky! Thank you!
@ shemuses :)
It is all about perspective, or as one of my old supervisors used to say, about choosing our attitude. Lucky you and lucky Pickles!
Thanks, Kern. Pickles and I are lucky indeed.
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