Sometimes, you get taken right back to square one. Or maybe square three. Today started okay, I had every intention to do a few errands, go for a walk, get outside. And then, out of nowhere, one too many errands is just too much. These errands were only at home ones too. Hardly difficult. I've … Continue reading Mr. Grief
Now, after Leo died we said that we would try again, eventually. We also said when we were pregnant that we would at least give our two frozen embryos a shot - we couldn't leave them.
I wrote the below the other day - when I was really feeling the physical effects of this shitty grief journey. It really comes out of the blue, with no warning or reason. Just like it bubbles up and hits you. This morning I've felt similar. Like I'm still connected to Leo physically - I … Continue reading Aching Arms
I am now a fond believer that if you feel it, you should run with it. It breeds a sense of success, empowerment, worth, excitement. Life.
If you were to ask someone who hasn't gone through a death of their child, which three days they would pick to remember, if that was all they could keep, I wonder what they would choose?
I wanted something to play when nothing else seems quite right. I thought I would share it and why the songs are on there.
This Mother's Day and every Mother's Day in the future may not be how you imagined it. It may not look like other people's. It may not feel warm and fuzzy. You may not feel strong enough to grace the day with a smile. You may not want to partake in any form of celebration.
This is just some of the random musings in my brain whilst I'm killing time. Maybe one day I'll look into them more. If you do know of any resources or support for some of the things I've mentioned, please do share. I'd be really grateful.
You literally just never know the kind of day you are going to have, until you have had it.
What do you want for your birthday? I don't blame anyone for asking me. It is my birthday after all. I wouldn't expect people to let it go by unnoticed. But I just can't relate to the word want anymore. I don't understand how I could want anything ever again.