Monday, 23 May 2011

Tough spring days

I'm not doing particularly well lately. Yesterday it was just one of those days. We met someone who had a son a few months before I had Jacopo. No need to highlight that baby lived and he's a nice and smily 11 months old. Pain shot me down. All these babies that grow up around me, become children, learn how to walk, talk, be little people. All these babies except mine. I know it isn't just mine, but seriously sometimes I feel the only black sheep surrounded by happy families. I'm not sure for how long I'll be able to hold together.


  1. Sorry you are feeling sad. I've been avoiding any babies that would have been born when my son was. So far I've been successful. I know one day I will have to face them, but for now I'm just not ready.

  2. You're probably wiser than me. That wasn't planned BTW, I wasn't fast enough to run away, so to say!