My mind is all over the place. I think i’m just severely hormonal. I have been thinking so much about Emi. I just miss her. I think what triggered this is something my husband said during our last support group meeting. In describing our story he mentioned on how the thought of her suffocating in my womb hurt him so much. (I had very low levels of amniotic fluid) And now all these terrible images are coming together in my head. Was I crushing her when I slept on my side? How little is little – could she truly have been suffocating? How restricted were her movements? It just makes me so so sad. My poor poor baby. I’m so sorry Emi, I wanted you so badly my girl. I miss you. I miss you. I miss you. I cried for you in the shower today.
Sometimes I just want this life to be over so that I could be with her in heaven. With no death, or pain to separate us. Just my arms around you. But now I have a reason for living, and it may not be what you are thinking. Just look at these photos of our dog with my husband. Until we finally have our baby, we always have our little Giants mascot. This is to funny.