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But when you’re pregnant, you never decide just for yourself. Every decision seems to have invisible consequences for this little being yet to come, and this responsibility has been destroying me.
A Father’s Disturbing Words
Then Paul, my father, intervened. He came to me, sat down in front of me, with that earnest gentleness only parents know. He calmly told me that perhaps I should wait, thinking above all of the baby’s well-being. Then he blurted out a sentence I will never forget: He told me that he, too, had made a similar mistake in the past when my mother was pregnant.
This revelation hit me like a ton of bricks. My father, whom I had always seen as my moral compass, suddenly seemed different. His words, however, left me with doubts. What if leaving Julien in this emotional state would be more destructive than beneficial? What if stress were more harmful than waiting?
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