“Unfortunately, it’s gone.”
“I’m sorry, pardon me!”
“What are you talking about?”
As if it just disappeared from my womb,
A sac of 10 weeks.
My 9 weeks 3 days old baby was gone.
Baby? Or a fetus? Maybe a sibling?
Maybe it wasn’t alone?
I asked myself repeatedly,” Where did I go wrong?”
A desperate and helpless mother.
Engraved in a very scared, yet resilient spirit.
I rush to the hospital.
“I’m sorry. The other sac is empty.”
“I don’t understand, I didn’t even bleed.”
“There was no sight of the departure.”
But, its still gone.
Not a tear dropped from my eyes, not because I had another baby in my womb to look forward too.
Maybe because, I was seeking answers in this failed equation.
I questioned the almighty , his plans for me.
I also questioned my fate, myself and the flaws in me.
“Did I walk too fast?”
“Too many stars perhaps?”
”Was it something I ate inappropriate?”
Yet, unfortunately, it’s gone…