What ifs 😔
Today exactly I’m 4 months postpartum since my miscarriage, can’t help but to have all the feeling in the world, all the what if. Today I would have been 24 weeks pregnant with twins. I’m laying in bed crying my heart inside out. Because why, why does it have to be this way? and why do we go through this? what would have happened if didn’t loose my babies? what would they be like ? wow! life can be so much sometimes and nothing at the same time. We were so excited for this new chapter and twins omg there no history on my family this is just bizarre to me. Let alone first time pregnant. I just hate the 6th of every month. Sorry for the mind dump but I hope I’m not the only one who has these thoughts. And yes I do go to therapy every week sometimes every day if I’m feeling heavy because that’s the beauty of grief one day great the next day 🌬️☠️ but none the less it’s a process horrible one but a process. I thought of getting a subtle tattoo the day of my due date. Would’ve geez look at this 😭 I just want my mom to hug me because what is going on, that’s another thing being away from your family in a foreign country just with your partner. I love and adore my partner but ain’t no love like your own mum. God hold me tight today and always 🐞
*if you don’t believe in God whatever dog,cat or frog you believe in will do. Be nice ☹️