I have lots of regrets about my girls' birth, but this one is probably the biggest. I had no idea that one mistake would have so many long-lasting consequences.
Almost everything from Eve Recinella's Sophia's Garden. The only exception is the inked edge overlay which is from Robin Carlton and Christy Lyle's Expecting Sweet Stuff CD. Fonts are Apple Scruff, black widow, James Fajardo and 2 peas GGs love me.
Here's the journaling
I know it was the sOB’s fault. She’s the one who ignored all the signs. I pointed them out to her over and over again. She wasn’t concerned. I was, but I so wanted to believe there was nothing wrong. There was.
If I had insisted on a homebirth like I wanted, this never would have happened. I could have spared you the month in the NICU, the heart problems, the lung problems, the developmental delays.
I learned my lesson. I’ll never plan a hospital birth again, but you two had to suffer for my mistake. I was so sick. I almost lost you. I know I’m partly to blame. I should have done more research. I should have insisted on a midwife attended homebirth. I didn’t. You suffered.
I will spend the rest of my life trying to make it up to you. I have to. My mistake changed (and almost ended) your lives.
