How ironic to see this the moment I log in to see what’s new. It’s like it was meant to be… I have been working towards happiness and have had teeny tiny glimpses of happy recently.
After hearing your unborn has a life limiting diagnosis (or terminal diagnosis many said), that was about the time happy moments left. Now about 7.5 months later here we are… And it’s been 8 months since our worries began.
Yes a moment of happy when Noelle was born however more worry, so much so that basic needs and care couldn’t be focused on. And then she was gone…
A moment of happy when pumping milk and donating, however not light, bright, and full happiness.
I would say that yes, one of my goals is to be happy right now. Grieving is such a dark, exhausting place, and you never know when the feelings of loss and empty will awaken. All I can do is try my very best to enjoy these moments, sad,… happy,… worrisome,… joyful,… Whatever come what may. I’m trying my best to move forward.
I love you Noelle! And I miss you.
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