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My first pregnancy and the birth went, in retrospect, like a storybook. Juri was a wanted child that we brought back from our trip through French Polynesia. The pregnancy went smoothly, and the water birth was just as I had imagined. The first shock came on the second day after the birth, when both the milk and the tears flowed. The next two weeks, I experienced the baby blues, feeling very uncertain and anxious in dealing with the baby, but I quickly adapted to the new role, and as a couple, we mastered the big change. After 1.5 years, the desire for a sibling arose. Unfortunately, we tragically lost our number 2 at 16 weeks of pregnancy. At this point, the storybook closed for a few years.
