Month: February 2018

Sometimes we can’t help but throw ourselves a pity party when times get tough. I’ll totally admit that I love a good pity party here and there. During these times, I typically like to be alone and let myself feel sorry. However, very recently, I have changed my way of thinking and way of [pity] partying.

Loss is something everyone faces several times in their life; loss of a relative or close friend, loss of a pet, loss of a material object(s) that had meaning of some sort or just any type of loss that has been a part of you in some way shape or form is one of the most difficult things to endure. I am not only talking loss related to death, but even loss of experience or opportunity. I’ve had to experience loss more times than I can even count in my short 27 years of life. Even with faith and positivity, I oftentimes wonder how much more loss I can possibly take.

There’s nothing worse for me than a new month starting. Each time we come to a new month, it’s just a reminder about what my life would have been like if I hadn’t experienced my pregnancy loss. It brings me to a place outside of my current reality that is filled with excitement and curiosity. It’s like a rubber band snaps against my skin to bring me back to reality and remind me of the sadness and disappointment I faced. It never fails. Every. Month.

Our TWW (two week wait) is over and we have answers. It wasn’t so bad…the waiting part that is. I found so much to keep myself busy with, including some unfortunate family events. But, now there’s that lingering question that I wake up to every day…”what next?”