Four Little Ones
What does grief feel like when you are this many years out from the day you said both "hello" and "goodbye" to your precious one? When the world has forgotten, but your heart still remembers? The number one thing people tell me about this blog is that it allows them to see what grief looks like through various stages. So, when Facebook reminded me that it was on THIS day, eight years ago, that we announced we were pregnant with our second child, I made myself sit down and write about my precious Gabriel . Here’s a riddle. What do playdates and doctor visits have in common? They both want your childbearing history. I can’t tell a doctor I only have four kids, because they need to know that I birthed five. If you’re not a momma, this may not make sense to you - But let me assure you, after talking with a variety of doctors this past year about my dislocated tailbone, they ALL asked for my complete prenatal history. So for anyone who thi...