This a count down of sorts. I meant for it to be my New Years Eve post but life gets in my way sometimes.
3...pregnancies to date. Again, mind boggling.
2...number of embryos still in cryo-storage. Our last chances at a (living) sibling for Maxwell.
1...living child. My rainbow baby, my sunshine. My reason for smiles on most days.
0...number of daughters so far. Perhaps later, only the future knows.
I think one (of so so many) things others need to understand is that simple truth--we think about our dead babies as much as we think about their living siblings.
ReplyDeleteI'm sorry your numbers are just so wrong. I wish your house was bursting with rowdy boys!
Those are some HEAVY numbers. xoxo
ReplyDeleteI know just how you feel. I've had three babies, two pregnancies, and one living son. It's healing to be parenting a child, but it doesn't erase the past or those you are without. I am hopeful those two embryos on ice will become another sweet baby in your arms one day.
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Again, the damn numbers. Ugh. I'm sorry - they are heavy and complicated and just not what they should be.
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