Where exactly do I begin?
On January 10th, 2014, I gave birth to two beautiful boys. Conner Timothy was born at 11:27, weighing 1 pound, 2 ounces and measuring at 11.5 inches. Benjamin Michael was born at 11:43, weighing 1 pound, 2 ounces and measuring at a stocky 11 inches. They were born after just 22.5 weeks of pregnancy, victims of an infection that only had a 1 in 10,000 chance of ending their short lives.
This blog is a testament to them and their journey. Even though my babies are no longer with me, I feel the need to have their story be heard and go on. I am still their mother. This blog also chronicles my experiences and struggles on trying to move forward while still remembering my sons and including them in my life everyday. I hope that this blog will help someone who has dealt with/is dealing with neonatal loss, infertility, or the like. Its not the club we wanted to be in, but here we are ladies. Maybe words can heal what time cannot.
Warning: I don't believe in censorship on blogs or memoirs of any kind. I can't possibly be truthful and open without including my streams of thought that contain sarcasm and profanity. Babies die. Parents grieve. It gets sad. But I do promise that we find laughter and make future plans and all kinds of lighthearted things.
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