It's been three days since I last cried. I even feel like the sadness that was so apparent in my eyes is fading. Saturday I cried all day long while sitting on my back patio watching Dave work so hard in the yard. I was fearful that some sort of depression was setting in, but actually it might have just been a therapeutic cry day for me. A cleansing cry. The last day for my family to have to wonder...."is mommy going to be OK." I'm keeping my fingers crossed. I truly am feeling like my happy go lucky self more and more each day. But I will never forget. And my heart aches deep within my soul every time I hear of, or read about, another mother and family grieving the loss of a baby. But I am so grateful to be feeling pretty close to normal these last three days.
Three seems to be a lucky number in our house these days. It seemed that three's were all around me!
Three dirty diapers. Seriously....who stacked them like that?
{maybe it was Dave thinking that if he stacked them pretty I would think they were decor and he wouldn't have to take them out!}
and last but definitely not least......
Cherish those days hubby. Cherish those days!
I love this post. The last picture made my heart go all fluttery.
ReplyDeleteThinkin about you.
So glad to hear your feeling a bit like your old self! And that has got to be one of the sweetest pics ever!
ReplyDeleteThat last photos is so sweet!!
ReplyDeleteGlad you have had 3 good days! I hope it sticks around. :)
*hugs* *hugs* *hugs*
ReplyDelete3 hugs for you... enjoy your family. I'm so glad you are starting to feel like your normal self.
Oh, the couch picture. OH OH OH. Too sweet. :) Crying IS therapeutic. Tear on, lady, tear on...until the smiles replace the tears.
ReplyDeleteAwesome! The last picture made me teary. Beautiful!
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