Today, My Heart Breaks…
It kills me to admit this…I’ve failed.
I have a hard time admitting failure, but at this point there is nothing else I can do but admit it.
Sunday evening I lost the baby. After 6 hours in emergency rooms, there was nothing we could do…and I failed at keeping a life inside of my body. The physical pain is nothing compared to the emotional pain that I’m feeling right now. There is something very special about having a life inside of your body, and when you feel that life die…it hurts.
The cramping hurts, the bleeding is horrible (the most horrible thing you could imagine), but the heart-ache is the worst part.
I got your box from Origins. Thank you. Instead of making me comfortable through the pregnancy, it’s going to comfort me through the loss.
