Monday, February 20, 2012

A year.

I lost my baby a year ago.
a year.
365 days
52 mondays.

I wanted to stay home and drown my self in a bottle of jack..
Instead I shall be forced to work
I miss
I am numb.
My lap is empty.
My heart is hollow.

Friday, February 10, 2012

this is hard.

I miss my babies.
There just feels like there is a giant hole in my heart that no amount of happy or trying to move on is ever going to fill.

Wednesday, February 8, 2012

What I wish I had known about miscarriage

There are so many things that I wish I had known a year ago.
I wish I had realized that there was a precious being living inside me. 
I wish I had known that you should take pre natal vitamins should be taken BEFORE you try/ get pregnant because sometimes you have no idea you are pregnant.
Here are a few things that I learned that I think others should know

There is NOTHING you can do to prepare yourself for the amount of insanity that follows a miscarriage.

Sometimes these things just happen. It's not your fault. It's not God's fault. Someone once told me that you can't blame God for an act of nature.

On the other hand when I lost Monday I started questioning the whole God thing.
I started questioning EVERYTHING.
I just wanted to melt into nothing and never leave my bed other than to fetch a new bottle of booze.

Name your baby.
You feel less crazy mourning a person than a maybe.

No other baby will ever be the baby you lost.
Another baby will be it's own person and will make you happy but you will always remember the babies you didn't get the chance to keep.

Just because your man isn't having a nervous breakdown in the baby department doesn't mean he isn't sad or that he doesn't care. They mourn differently.
They say that a man doesn't actually bond until they hold their baby. As women we carry them. Grow them. Protect them from day one so we automatically are bonded.

A lot of women experience miscarriage. No one talks about it.
You are not alone.

Once you lose your baby there will be like 400 pregnant people around you. Send gifts ,avoid functions.
There is nothing more traumatic than having to sit through the celebration of another person's successful pregnancy.

That being said. Hold the babies. As a person that has lost 2 babies I need to be able to hold live ones. I need to see that sometimes they survive.

I have 2 friends that were a month a head of me in their pregnancies it is hard as hell to hear about the milestones because all I can think is " Monday would be crawling. She  would laugh. She would be saying  Mama."

Plant a tree or something so you have a place to mourn.
We carved her name in a tower and when we are having an especially hard time we go there.

It takes time to heal.
Take that time.
Don't rush yourself. There is no set amount of time you should be over this.
If someone's child was hit by a bus would expect them to be over it in a month?
You lost a child.
Give yourself that break.

Sometimes I buy those little dollar donation things at stores and write her name on them.

I hope someone finds this helpful


Sunday, December 25, 2011


We got to watch all the other children today.
Not yall though cause you weren't here.
Merry Christmas in Heaven babies :)

Tuesday, December 20, 2011

Bah Hum Bug!

43 Mondays
I have ALWAYS put up a tree for Christmas since I have been on my own.
Not this year.
I don't find anything Merry about this Christmas.
I should have a 3 month old.
I should be pregnant.
We should be wrapping presents and taking her to see Christmas lights
Neme had a rough time at the Christmas Party at work tonight.
Our friends were playing with their little boy 
He is only a month older than Monday would be.
I guess it made him realize you should have been there too.
We came home and sat in the car for awhile talking about how robbed we feel.
Robbed of two lives that never got a chance.
He said he just wanted to curl up in bed and stay there forever.
Me too.
I have these dreams that get worse everytime.
There is always this tiny baby way too little to be alive and she is always moving but when I pick her up she turns blue and there is nothing that I can do to save her.
Imagine that everytime you close your eyes.
Neme quit smoking this week
He is on day 5 of no nicotine.
He also starts school in January. I am so proud of him.
We are good people.
I guess thats why it stings so bad.
too much loss too soon 

Thursday, November 24, 2011

Happy Thanksgiving!

This should be Monday's first Thanksgiving.
I should have another baby on the way.
I am thankful I got to have you both for the short time that I did.
The holidays are hard.
I miss you.
Happy Thanksgiving in Heaven.

Sunday, November 13, 2011

Happy Birthday

When I was little I didn't know my Dad.
My parents re-married and each went on to have more children.
My Dad had a Son, my brother, that I never met.
He had cancer and passed when he was almost 3.
I have spent the last 15 years wondering what he was like.
He would have been 18 today.
I can't help but wonder what he would have been like.
Today at work the girls came and asked me to help sing happy birthday to this guy.
His Mom thought it would be neat since he was turning 18 today
Me, not being in the birthday mood, hesitantly asked what his name was since "happy birthday dear whatever your name is" doesn't have the same effect.
He had the same name as my brother.
Who else would that happen to?
Needless to say I did not sing with the girls.
I did however make a personal chocolate cake like thing and have the guys write happy birthday on it for him.
We even found some candles.
I know that without ever meeting my little ones I miss them more than I can take some days. I cannot even begin to comprehend meeting your baby only to have to give it back.
Happy Birthday.
Thank you for keeping my little ones company until we get to meet.

Monday, September 19, 2011

I forgot.

I forgot today was Monday.
I forgot to stay up all night crying.
Im sorry.

Thursday, September 15, 2011


I am here.
That is the nicest way of putting it.
I miss you so much.
I am empty inside.
Almost dead.

Sunday, September 11, 2011

You would have been a week old.
It's 2:50 am and Neme is asleep.
I wish I would be hit by a bus
I think it would hurt less.
I am sitting here in the dark
Crying for the 32nd Monday in a row.
Wishing I was normal again.
Wishing life was fair.
I am not ok.
I am Not ok.
I am NOT ok.
It has been 32 weeks
21 weeks more than you were allowed to live.
I am finding it hard not to be bitter.
I was at work this morning and I thought of you.
I had to hide in the ladies room until I stopped crying and go back to pretending that I was alive.
This is not living.
I miss you so much