What broken looks like...

I lost my car and my job a few months ago... right before my 3rd trimester. Fun right? My blood pressure starts to sky rocket when I get a job... bed rest? Sure whatevs. Entering weekly dr appointments? No way there and no support? Lovely... I’ll just walk 6 blocks 1 way to catch the bus with a ruptured hemorrhoid... and another 4 to the hospital.

But loves being told not to stress... it’s not good for the baby

Feeling defeated. How am I to care for a child when i can’t even care for myself? So appointment cancelled and I’m now crying to myself.