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The end of May is right around the corner and it will soon be June.
My heart physically aches, I feel breathless and weepy, and just a little crazy. Doesn't help that the PMS demon chose the last few days of May to torment me either.
As I type this, I can hear Charlotte on the baby monitor, "Mam mam mam.....mu-meeeeee".
It feels like I'm living in two different realities right now; re-living the end of my pregnancy with Abby, her birth and death, as well as living here in the present where my rainbow baby is calling for me to come and give her a morning cuddle.
*deep breath*
My heart physically aches, I feel breathless and weepy, and just a little crazy. Doesn't help that the PMS demon chose the last few days of May to torment me either.
As I type this, I can hear Charlotte on the baby monitor, "Mam mam mam.....mu-meeeeee".
It feels like I'm living in two different realities right now; re-living the end of my pregnancy with Abby, her birth and death, as well as living here in the present where my rainbow baby is calling for me to come and give her a morning cuddle.
*deep breath*