Knocking on Wood

I don’t really believe in fate, or destiny, or luck now after what’s happened to us, but today Amelia’s dad reminded me of something I said when I was pregnant.

I often joked to people that because I had such an easy and enjoyable pregnancy that I was going to have a really hard birth.  It was only ever a joke and I didn’t really think it was the case.  I think I just felt guilty that some people struggled through pregnancy but I had really loved it and not found being pregnant cumbersome apart from some indigestion issues.

So, my birth wasn’t so bad – actually under the circumstances I had a very good birthing experience.  But that full term pregnancy period – wow that I never saw coming.  Never, ever did I expect after such a great pregnancy that my little girl would die before she was born at 39 weeks.

So I still don’t believe in fate, or anything, but - just incase - maybe I’ll keep knocking on wood when I say silly things like this in the future.