Oh, I was so sad reading this; I wasn't sure how you lost the baby until I read the tag. I am assuming it's linked to the pill you mention in the second verse? Guided mission, perfect image.

But it was these words that were so wrenching to read:

And yet I do

know her

at least as well as I

thought I knew myself.

I sense regret. Ah, life. Thank God for poetry, eh? Thank you for sharing, Sarah.