Impromptu Journal Write #2

This was a journal write from my Creative Writing class I took. The following was written on September 8th, 2017.

Prompt : Write a scene that takes place in the doctor's office.

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It's 1:58pm, and in front of me lies the ward for newborns. My appointment for 1:00pm here at my town's local hospital got me to get out of the house. After my appointment ended, I had to try and find my way back, but when I heard babies crying, my feet lead me down a few hallways. . . to the baby room. With my arms crossed over my chest, I looked around the small room, noticing the tiny name tags and colored blankets on each baby. I yearned for one of my own but the chance had just about come and gone.

Just over two years ago, I found myself in a fetal position on my bedroom floor, trying to catch my breath while my husband called 911. My bump hadn't grown very large, but it'd only been about three months of morning sickness and back aches. For the majority of my life, I've wanted my own children, but when this moment came, it became a living nightmare that I replayed in my head a multitude of times over.

She would've been a little over a year old now, with two parents that would love her unconditionally. But now, I stand in front of this window, the rings on my fingers gone, my heart yearning for what I'd lost, and my appointment leaving me hoping that my chance will arrive again in the coming weeks.

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