But we didn’t feel like grieving Logan was done. We began searching for other ways to feel like we were connecting with our son.
Tag: grief
The last couple of weeks have been… bad. We’re not okay. And it’s hard to suppress the passive aggressive urge in me to follow that statement up with a “not that you asked.” Because this is lonely. And the sky is raining shitcannons on us on an almost daily basis. And I’m not myself. […]
TRIGGER WARNING: Pregnancy/Infant Loss, Language, PTSD, Depression “Next time, you’ll have twins!” This is what the nurse anesthesiologist said to me as she left the room after four failed attempts at administering an epidural before I gave birth to my stillborn son. At the time, I’d already been living my worst nightmare for nearly 48 […]
