Heartbroken
I am on a twin parenting board. I don’t actually post there often, I don’t really have the time. I do lurk a good deal, and occasional email in private.
I was checking in today when I learned that one of the moms who is currently pregnant again after twins found out that her baby died this week.
No parent should ever have to face that. I can’t begin to imagine facing Christmas with that hanging over you. No parent should have to be told that they have to figure out to cremate or bury, to autopsy or not, to say goodbye. No parent should have to plan a funeral. No parent should ever have to face that silent ultrasound. No parent should lose their child.
I can’t help but remember the pain. It immediately came rushing back. It’s never all that far away, but hearing things like this shove it all to the front. Every single second of dispair came crashing down on me in that moment. It took my breath away, and brought tears to my eyes.
I had planned to write much more, but I just can’t right now. I have to stop myself before I lose it. I can’t visit that place again right now.
