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I missed it the second damn day after.

My partner is adamant about this one being our last, and it is so bittersweet. I hope the emotions surrounding everything lift soon, I am fighting tears every time I think that I will never feel some little person hammering away at my ribs from the inside again.

I console myself by saying that in my next life I am marrying someone who wants 10 kids. And I am going to have all 10.