So, recently I've been working through some memories, and I've realized/remembered something recently. I had three children, not just one. The one I've probably talked about on here before is my eldest, Aster. He was our first egg, and I carried him. Honestly, his egg was so small, and I really didn't know much about eggs, so I hadn't even noticed until probably a week or sooner before the edge detached. It's also why I thought his egg was small, since my only dietary change was a whole lot more sugar than usual (Pop troll eggs... A fast way to cavities /lh/j).
But the second egg I carried (Lila, our only daughter, and the youngest) was *also* small, and man. I did not feel very adequate during those moments. I felt like there was something wrong with me- like I wasn't doing enough or providing enough for the eggs to be healthy *and* the correct size. Each egg rocked my shit, too. I was exhausted, weak, and no matter what I did, my body just couldn't keep up with what was being taken from it. After the eggs detached, Floyd would take care of me until I could function on my own again. Bruce, the best brother I could ask for, would often come over to help me out and take care of me. I don't know how that man didn't die from having such huge eggs when I could barely handle my little ones, and I remember expressing that to him at one point. I think he just laughed, lol.
Floyd had the egg of our middle child (Bay, our second son), and... It was so easy for him. Sizeable egg, no abnormal exhaustion, headaches never strained from average, nothing. I was a bit bitter about it to be honest (and I am right now, kinda), but mostly just jealous. Jealous that his egg was easy, jealous that somehow his body was better equipped than mine was... But that's all in the past (by a fair bit, now, I'd say, lol).
I'm just happy I had my kids, and that even though two are a bit shorter, they were all fit and healthy and lived long lives.
Aster, Bay, Lila- if any of you are out there. Know that I miss you, and hope you are having amazing lives full of love and support from your family and peers. I love you so, so much.