I was very uncertain about writing this post. I had wanted to for a long time now...since the feeling started. But well, something stopped me. THis feeling leaves me very very vulnerable, very open to criticism too. And looking at the 2 scenarios, it would certainly spell disaster.
In my previous post "Waiting till it aches", well, I was not really talking about my job.
Although my job is the deterring factor that is causing me to have to wait.
I yearn and ache to hold a baby again.
I wrote in my comment....The feeling hit me like an old friend giving me a surprise slap on the back. Sudden. And on a bright cheery morning. And the mark remains. The reminiscing begins.
The extent, the depth, the hollowness, I have never really experienced.
You will say "I've got boyboy."
It is true. But.....