Thank you, Tonja.
I had always been a little unrealistic in thinking that my babies will be with me forever, that they'll never get sick and will never get older. As each of their age numbers kept going up and up, the fairy tale me started to stress over the inevitable, and that ended up stressing me even more to the point of depression. It's a horrible thing when the heart takes over the mind.
I'm grieving the best way I know how without stressing or worrying Pookie (as he's very in-tuned to my emotions and reacts to them). I'd flip-flop between extreme sadness and anger; maybe one day I'll find the "I'm so glad I had the chance to be her mommy" emotion.
I had always been a little unrealistic in thinking that my babies will be with me forever, that they'll never get sick and will never get older. As each of their age numbers kept going up and up, the fairy tale me started to stress over the inevitable, and that ended up stressing me even more to the point of depression. It's a horrible thing when the heart takes over the mind.
I'm grieving the best way I know how without stressing or worrying Pookie (as he's very in-tuned to my emotions and reacts to them). I'd flip-flop between extreme sadness and anger; maybe one day I'll find the "I'm so glad I had the chance to be her mommy" emotion.