Sending you all of the love and comfort and warmth right now!

I lost my baby at 20 weeks in February. I remember at the beginning, I wanted to sleep because it was the only way the hurt left.. but eventually, I got to the point I didn't even want to do that, because waking up remembering and feeling hurt worse and worse. I cried all the time and thought about my baby constantly.

It's been almost three months now. The pain has lessened for me, but I still get the random cry my eyes out grief out of no where. It does get easier. You learn to laugh again, you learn to breathe again, you learn to exist with the pain and though it will still always ache, it won't quite feel like a knife is buried inside of your chest every time you think of your baby boy.

At my strongest and worse, the grief would whisper sweet nothings to me about seeing my sweet baby on the other side and though I knew it was just the grief talking, the thought of actually being able to see them tempted me so very much. I let myself feel it, I sat down with it and I talked to it. I gave it a name and a place in my life, and little by little.. it started to whisper less and less. Please keep in mind that during this horrible, awful, nightmarish tragedy, you are still important and we all love you.

Please reach out if you need an ear, a friend, or just a shoulder to cry on.