So this is deeply personal but it's been on my mind all day.
Before my ex and I broke up in fall of 2012, we were actively trying to conceive. And I remember the weekend that we broke up. We had the most amazing sex. It wasn't just sex, we were connected spiritually, emotionally and physically. I remember laying in his arms praying that we were pregnant. I remember him whispering in my ear "I hope your pregnant".
I was so naive and hopeful that everything would keep getting better. That we would be a great parenting team. And here we are in 2014 parents but not speaking to each other.
I'm just going to keep thinking positive thoughts. And praying that things will change for the better. I really do miss him.
I still pray that things change for the better. But I'll never admit it.
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