9 months

9 months 
38 weeks 
272 days 
6528 hours
391,680 minutes 
23,500,800 seconds 

since
I was told 
I lost my son.
When the 13th lands on a Wednesday 

I think it's the hardest. 

Knowing that the 14th is on a Thursday just kills me. 

I for the life of me yesterday 

could not get my shit together. 

I was crying over every little thing. 

Had a panic attack while driving so bad I had to pull over on the side of the road. 

The weather was just like that day. 

I had a knot in my stomach which in turn made me sick 

Like I was that day. 

And to top it all off he's been gone 9 months 

exactly 38 weeks. 

9,38,14 are all bad numbers to me now. 

In the time that's hes been gone

is exactly the time I actually had him.

I still don't think that I will ever be ok with the reality that I am a childless mother.