Today is another bad day, where focusing on anything just isn't enough. It feels like m heart has been ripped out of my chest, it feels emty but at the same time it feels heavy asif someone had filled it with bricks. I keep thinking of how i will never know her smile, laugh, first words, i will never be able to couch her again. I will never know what her eye colour was, and when i look at my body all i see is an emty sack covered in scars. A reminder of how long we have waited for her and of how long i have carried her and of how afraid i was and exited. Today is a bad day where no words can describe the pain or make me feel better. I just want to lay down next to her crib and cry until i wake up from this horible nightmare.
Same here. It’s only been a week for me today made 7 days. So I’m still fresh but it feels like each day is so different. One day I’m trying to be strong and then other days like today I’m in tears, thinking exactly what you think. Never being able to know her eye color, her first words, or her smile. This is so unfortunate and I’m happy to hear others stories I pray that help me in some form or way. I’m so sorry we are going through this. It’s definitely a heart ripper. Ripped out of the chest. I have no idea how to get through this
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