This time last year
I’ve been battling the blues all week - grumpy, depressed, more tired than usual, negative and I can’t seem to shake it. I finally realized last night the reason why. On the third of November last year, our Sweet Baby Boy’s amniotic sac broke and I lost all the fluid, thus beginning our battle to save both babies (best case scenario) or at least Littlest’s life. I guess if you’ve been reading long enough you know the result - a beautiful, now healthy baby girl.
Looking back at all that’s happened, it’s been a year of struggles - horrible, awful, scary times and times of complete joy, happiness, and relief. When you live day by day, not looking forward and not looking back, your mind files things away. For my last doctor’s appointment, I was recounting the surgeries and things going on this past year and even he was amazed at everything (and he only got a tiny snapshot).
I guess the main point is most of us survived and are healthy and life goes on regardless of what happens. But still….
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