At this time, 6 months ago, I was in labour with Caden.
I was sitting in that hospital bed, talking to Kim, wishing and pretending that what was happening, wasn't happening.
In less than three hours it will mark 6 months since I gave birth to my tiny, dead, son.
I feel like I should be making a big deal of this day. That it is some "milestone".
Maybe if he had been born alive.
But without him, well it's just another day.
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They are all just days after they died. Thinking of you.
Today was two weeks for me, and today was even harder than one week. I think sometimes it just hits harder than at others.
Thinking of you.
*hugs*
Thinking of you all.
Thinking of you.
Just wanted to let you know you aren't alone.
Six months is incredibly, unbearably hard. I'm so sorry.
You and I share February 26 as a most painful anniversary. My daughter, Anna, was stillborn on 2/26/06. I just wanted to comment and say hello to you and let you know (as I'm sure you know) that you're not alone. Take care
I keep grasping for ways to make special dates feel more special. They seem to go by too normally.
Thinking of you.
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