I’m Jealous of the ‘Easy’ Pregnancy I Never Had
When I turned 35, I briefly entertained the idea of getting pregnant again. The memories of first flutters and baby showers danced in my head. At the store, my eyes fell on adorable onesies and ultrasoft plushies. I yearned for those early new-mom moments, playing peekaboo during diaper changes, rocking a baby to sleep in my arms, sniffing that intoxicating newborn aroma.