It's amazing how time flies after loss. It's amazing how fast the rest of the world moves along while you are slowly putting one foot in front of the other. I would be 29 wks tomorrow if xavien were still here with me, or if camron had made it to his due day he would be six months right now. With camron i was in that naive pg bliss, but i do remember being anxious to be far enough along to feel him move, and somehow time still seemed to move somewhat slow. With xavien i was in a hurry to make it past that 18wk mark (had i known the results maybe i would have just sat still and enjoyed her while she was with me)so that i could breathe again and of course the weeks seemed to drag by, i felt like one week took a whole month. But after the loss of my angels it seems as if time is moving at super speed, the weeks are just falling away, the world is moving on, everybody is all happy and smiles again, my real life friends who know of my loss seemed to have moved on as if all is wonderful and of course in their world it is , and i am stuck, looking around and wondering, why couldn't time have moved this fast when i was pg, why now does it seem that time is flying, and why can't i keep up with it? They say time flies when you're having fun, which is true in some cases but time also flies when you're missing your angel.
Thankful for poop on the floor!
5 weeks ago