Finally - after what seems like forever I've got a quiet day where I'm not running around trying to get 15 projects done at the same time. No, the work isn't completed, but at least there is no pressing deadline today. Makes for a nice way to ease into the weekend.
I've been thinking about so many things lately. They rattle around in my brain and that's about as far as they get.
Even after all this time and all of the good things that have happened in my life since January 2008 - I still get that twinge when I hear stories about babies born at 24 weeks who thrive and go on to be wonderful, normal, happy little babies. Of course I'm happy that they survived and are able to grow up - but it makes me wonder why my little girl didn't get the same chance.
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Sometimes you need a quiet day to let your thoughts catch up to yourself.
Of course, those thoughts turn to our missing babies.
So maybe it's good to be busy...
Oh honey.... Hugs...
I completely understand and can relate. It's funny you posted this today because I felt this very same thing while sitting in the waiting room of the doc's office while I read a story of an IVF 26 weeker who survived and is doing well. Of course I'm happy that they didn't have to know our pain, but it still stings. I wonder why not Myles? Why not Ellie? Why not so many others?
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