Last night I was skimming my FB homepage when I saw an old friend’s recent status update… Only 1 more week and we see what gender the baby will be!
This friend is pregnant, due in May, just like I was.
Grief from the miscarriage is always there, although the intensity comes and goes. You are walking around and coping fine when suddenly…BAM. It’s right there in your face again.
After 7 years of waiting, I found out I was pregnant on our Anniversary and had a due date of Mother’s Day. It couldn’t have been more perfect. And in a flash it was gone. This baby, our little appleseed, is gone. And that’s it. Just like that.
I want to be in that place again. I want that baby. Even if I am blessed to become pregnant again at some point, I will always want that baby.
I don’t think that feeling goes away.
Ryan was perfect… he didn’t say much… just kissed my face and held me.