It's been 8 years since I found out I lost my baby. I was 20 weeks at the time, sitting in a room with my 3 year old and 1.5 year old, husband, and an ultrasonographer. Within minutes of walking into that room my world came crashing down around me.
I woke up that morning hoping to find out the gender of the baby only to end up deciding what funeral home I wanted to go through. It was the hardest blow still to this date that I've had to take.
I used MySpace and Facebook to vent a lot during that time. I found comfort in writing and it was a nice peaceful outlet. During that time in my life I wanted to crawl into a hole and never come out and the last thing on my to-do list was talk to people. Social media gave me a way to receive the support but in ways and at the times I was mentally ready to. When you are suffering from overwhelming grief, many things can set you back. It's hard to fight towards the light and during those moments you are trying, the last thing you want is someone to remind you of why your heart constantly aches. The support I received was amazing but definitely overwhelming at times. Thank you to those who stuck around and hugged me even when I didn't look huggable.
Here's what I wrote 5 years ago:
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Tuesday, April 2, 2013
Why "Stages"
Being a mom of four, I've learned that each of us in our family of 6 is always in a different stage. One kid may be hitting a growth spurt and is asking for second while another won't eat anything, not even their beloved mac & cheese. With each stage, I learn something more about each of the kids and usually end up losing a couple strands of hair while doing so. I'm sure someday I'll be bald....
Right now, I'm about to embark on being an adult. Okay, okay... I moved out of my parents years ago and have since pulled on my big girl panties and kept them on. But, in my eyes, by the time you hit 25, you ARE an adult. Yup, that day for me is in 2 days! Eeep! No hiding it... I'm going to be a quarter of a century! Crazy! Guess I'd better get my poop in a group and learn to hold my head up high. I'm not exactly a "spring chicken" anymore!
Right now, I'm about to embark on being an adult. Okay, okay... I moved out of my parents years ago and have since pulled on my big girl panties and kept them on. But, in my eyes, by the time you hit 25, you ARE an adult. Yup, that day for me is in 2 days! Eeep! No hiding it... I'm going to be a quarter of a century! Crazy! Guess I'd better get my poop in a group and learn to hold my head up high. I'm not exactly a "spring chicken" anymore!
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