As Popeye Would Say…
August 31, 2009
So I need to put this out there in the universe (who has been so gracious and kind to me these past 18 months…that’s sarcasm, just in case you were wondering…): I can only do what I can do, you can accept that or not.
This is in response to a teeny, tiny, select group of people who seem to think that after 18 months, I should be fully capable of attending a baby shower, holding an infant or, for that matter, being in the same room with an infant. I can’t talk about your perfect pregnancy in detail, I can’t look at ultrasound pictures. I can ask you polite questions, I can watch your tummy get bigger, I can cheer you on when your due date arrives. I can only do what I can do.
I need you to understand that it’s not jealousy. I want another baby badly, I think I’ve made that clear on this blog and it’s very aggravating when people stand upwind of their husbands and get pregnant. But I also still miss my boys. I know you think that I should be okay after 18 months but I’m n0t. I will be eventually but I’m not there yet. Your ultrasound pictures? They bring up that day in the hospital when the Dr. S said, “I’m so sorry but I’m not seeing a heartbeat.” You can’t imagine that pain and I hope you never find out. That’s what I see when you email me your ultrasound pictures. Your baby shower? I can’t do it. It’s not that I never got one. I just can’t go and see all the tiny little outfits that my boys might have worn but now, never will. If I hide your profile on Facebook because I can’t read any more posts about how sick/cranky/tired/whatever you are because you’re pregnant, it’s only because it would never occur to me to complain about something I loved, miss and desperately want back. I rubbed my tummy, I sang to them, I gleefully looked forward to morning sickness because that meant I was pregnant.
I am what I am right now and I can only do what I can do.
You can take or leave it.
Today
August 7, 2009
Baby Boys:
Today would be your first birthday and I hate that you aren’t here for it. I love you and I miss you terribly.
Love,
Your Mommy
Quiet
August 4, 2009
I know that I have been quiet.
I should be planning a first birthday party for my boys this weekend and I’m not.
I don’t know what to do with how bad I feel without them.
A Second Poem…
July 21, 2009
Poem
July 20, 2009
My friend, T, she’s my sorority sister and one of my people. She’s lost 2 little girls (at separate times, no less). She sent me this in response to my last posting. I thought I would share. I’m thinking that I will take some of the suggestions and finish their baby book with the ultrasound pictures and the cards – maybe find a box to put it all in. I can do this when Hubby is out of town next week…I haven’t heard from J, I will keep you posted as to what she says…if the answer is no, I might make a plea to all my crafty and creative readers to help me with this….
My Child
You left this life too soon, my child.
Your arrival to our family was greatly anticipated.
We cherished the opportunity t o share our love
And watch you grow and become your own person.
But you were taken from us too soon.
We will go on without you, although it will be difficult.
You will be missed and loved for as long as we live.
May we be together on the other side of this life.
A star will always shine brightly in our hearts for you.
Thank you for blessing our lives even so briefly.
Goodbye, my dear child!