The pain.
It still hurts.
Like it was yesterday.
Like it was forever ago.
I don’t want the pain to go away.
I want to stop hurting.
Gentle reminders.
A pack of newborn diapers.
In my face reminders.
A coworker asking how she will work with a new baby.
Things that should be.
Little kicks that should be felt.
Hiccups that should be keeping me awake.
Twilight bathroom trips that are no more.
My uterus is confused.
Yet another reminder…after reminder…after reminder.
Still looking for a reason.
Some answer.
Some explanation.
Why?
We’ll never know.
Only God knows.
And it still hurts.
Krystyn has been blogging since 2005. She is a sarcasm-loving, straight-shooting, jeans and t-shirts wearing, wife and mom of four girls (ages 11, 9, 5 and 3). She blogs about life as a mom and wife and includes anecdotes, funny stories (both mommy and other), family travel and more. She currently resides in the Atlanta suburbs.
I’m so sorry. Thank you for talking about your feelings when you feel them. It’s so honest, so real.
Sorry. I’m sorry you are sad. I’m sorry you have to face constant reminders. I’m sorry. I love you so much!