I Planned For...I Got.
I planned for mommy groups.
I got baby loss support groups.
I scheduled for bring your baby to yoga classes.
I got unpack your grief yoga workshops.
I hoped for new mommy friends.
I got new mommy friends with dead babies like me.
I thought I would get congratulations cards with balloons.
I got condolence cards with sympathy, of course.
I bought diapers, that I won't open.
I have ovulation tests, that I dread having to use.
I saw play dates in my future.
I now have graveyard visits.
I prepared for breastfeeding.
I got engorged breasts instead.
I was dreading sleepless nights.
I get to hide away and sleep all day.
I waited for walks with the stroller through the park.
I get walks with grief instead.
I pictured putting her down for naps.
I get restless nights forever.
I dreamed of holding her in my arms.
Instead, I get to hold her only in my heart.
A powerful post, Lindsey. This reality sucks.
ReplyDeleteI'm right there with you. It all just sucks! I think it's all the dreams I had for him that seem to hurt the most. This was most certainly not how this was supposed to be...
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