the worst part of it all was seeing her, i was a lot further along than what the midwife thought, she plotted me at 6 weeks when the baby looked more 8 and a bit.

i held her for a bit, then i burried her in a flower pot that is sat on my desk at work. i kept all my scan photos, and to be honest it doesn’t ever hit me what i did. i just regret it when i see pregnant women or when i think about it too much.

i couldn’t bring a baby into a world where it’s dad wanted nothing to do with it.