I am nervous because I don't even know how to handle the emotions stirring inside of me. I have been short with my son who's not even three but so much wiser than the I am<br><br>
The day before yesterday was especially trying. I lost it with him because he wouldn't nap and I just needed a break. I started to cry on his bed, feeling like a horrible mother and so undeserving.<br><br>
DS looked at me, gave me a hug and whispered, "Don't worry mommy. You'll get another baby on your tummy."<br><br>
The profundity of his awareness, shook me to my core. I cried even harder marveling at how such a little boy could come up with something so completely out of the blue.<br><br>
All around me people are planning swim parties and picnics. It's supposed to be barbecue and watermelon. It's supposed to be the day I give birth to the baby who one day had a beating heart, and the next day did not. I wonder sometimes about that exact moment. Was I asleep? Was I driving? What was I doing while my baby died?<br><br>
I am setting aside time to fall apart. Then I will have barbecue and I will have watermelon because that is the 4th of July my son deserves. But it will never be the same for me.
The day before yesterday was especially trying. I lost it with him because he wouldn't nap and I just needed a break. I started to cry on his bed, feeling like a horrible mother and so undeserving.<br><br>
DS looked at me, gave me a hug and whispered, "Don't worry mommy. You'll get another baby on your tummy."<br><br>
The profundity of his awareness, shook me to my core. I cried even harder marveling at how such a little boy could come up with something so completely out of the blue.<br><br>
All around me people are planning swim parties and picnics. It's supposed to be barbecue and watermelon. It's supposed to be the day I give birth to the baby who one day had a beating heart, and the next day did not. I wonder sometimes about that exact moment. Was I asleep? Was I driving? What was I doing while my baby died?<br><br>
I am setting aside time to fall apart. Then I will have barbecue and I will have watermelon because that is the 4th of July my son deserves. But it will never be the same for me.