I'm a mother with a young child.
I don't think the childless and males can ever really understand the process of being pregnant for 9 months and then giving birth.
I empathize with her, but if she killed my child. I could never forgive her.
I empathize with her, but if she killed my child. I could never forgive her.
I am a dad, and I saw a change in my wife the DAY my first son was born. It's easy to forget but we were all on the other side of having children at some point (regardless of gender). It's something that changes you, your relationships, your priorities.
If someone accidentally killed my child I don't know that I'd forgive them either. I know that it would tear my family apart and would ruin the rest of my life. I hope it doesn't happen to anyone.
You feel their movements inside you. You just know when they aren't feeling well.They respond differently when you eat certain foods. It's an almost spiritual connection.
Then to finally meet them after 9 months, I just can't describe it.
Don't get me wrong I still remember the first time I held them both, but I had to grow to know them from that day forward.