It's one of those nights, I got home from work today feeling fine. Then, I saw a gorilla on the news, they did a c-section on the mom and took baby out. The baby wasn't doing well but got better. When they gave the baby back to her after about a week, she went for her baby and knew it was her baby. She took care of her baby.
I want my baby.
The rest of the night was spent kinda in a daze. Feeling like I had something to do but not sure what.
I want my baby.
I feel like I'm in limbo, stuck between what was and what I want.
I painted in Delilah's room this weekend, fixed the baseboards. It's looking nicer in there now.
I want my baby.
I lost my daughter Delilah in February, it was suggested to me that it's very therapeutic to write about what I am going through. Mourning, infant loss, sadness, recovery, hope
Tuesday, March 25, 2014
Restless
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