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"Wendy, weren't you ever afraid or anxious when you were pregnant with Maeve?" Faye Owen looked at Wendy Quay, whose expression was as calm as still water, without a ripple of emotion or displeasure.
Gazing ahead with a faraway look in her eyes, Wendy seemed to reminisce about the time when she carried Maeve. A glow of maternal love radiated from her as she spoke softly, "When I was pregnant with Maeve, I did feel panic, hesitation, and cluelessness. But when I touched my belly and felt a new life slowly growing inside of me, it was truly miraculous. As my belly grew larger, and I felt her every movement, my elation was overwhelming, and the anticipation of her arrival far outweighed any negative impact. I thought it better to live each day happily than to spend every day in sorrow and pain. And I wanted to give my baby a joyful and healthy environment to grow in. So, in comparison, what are those fears?"
