In the last two weeks, two friends of friends have lost their babies. One a set of beautiful twin girls, the other a handsome baby boy.
And while I grieve for them, I also find myself getting so tense and angry.
I know there was no bringing Blue back…buy why did they have to steal him from me all together?? Yes, the above two families have lost their children also, but I am so jealous of them for knowing what they looked like. For being able to show pictures. For that one thing my jaw is so tightly clenched right now that I fear it may never open.
Blue was technically considered a miscarriage. Is it wrong that I tell people he was born still??
I’m rambling because I am at work and if I don’t get this all out of me I will cry and scream and throw a rage right here in the lobby.
If I could have just seen him. If. That is what it is all about isn’t it, the ifs?