“four thriving fetuses — two girls and two boys...watching the ultrasound as a needle with potassium chloride found its mark, stopping the heart of one male fetus, then the other”
I don’t care what excuse this man has for doing this. To be able to write so disspassionately about plunging a needle into the hearts of his boys, he got to have something wrong with him.
And the girls - does he really think they won’t emotionally carry the mark, that it could have been them?
My mom had 3 misses before I was born, and I sometimes think about them, because if they had survived, I wouldn’t be here. But at least I know my mom didn’t kill them purposely. To know your brothers were destroyed by your parents in your place - there’s no way that can’t affect you.
“My mom had 3 misses before I was born, and I sometimes think about them, because if they had survived, I wouldn’t be here. But at least I know my mom didn’t kill them purposely. To know your brothers were destroyed by your parents in your place - there’s no way that can’t affect you.”
I’m sure someday you will meet up with your siblings.
I had one miscarriage and it always there, wondering “what if”?