One night, I got scared of labor and maternal death. I talked about it to my husband. He told me, I'm going to be fine. I want to believe him, but the thought of dying during childbirth scares me.
I made him promise to take care of our baby, and my cats. He tapped my face, telling me to stop saying such sad thoughts.
He hugged me long and tight. Giving me kisses and whispered that he is worried too, but he promised that everything is going to be alright.
I cried so hard that night. So many sad thought flooding my brain that night. My husband just held me close silently. He eventually started snoring.
I thought it's funny. So I stopped crying.
You know, it's kind of useless being scared of the future that we cannot determine. We can only prepare for the many possibilities. True, it's saddening and horrifying, but then, why worry about something we aren't sure of?
one of my life motto:
Can you fix it? YES. Then fix it.
Can you fix it? NO. Then why worry?