76,204,800 seconds
1,270,080 minutes
21,168 hours
882 days
since I lost my son
If only April wasn't so painful.
I don't think that it will ever get easier, like I've said before.
Specific dates come around and it's like I was put back on that date in 2013...
We were so engulfed in the fact that we were pregnant.
I was sicker then a dog but trying to hide it since we didn't want to announce yet.
Stupidly we thought telling everyone on our birthday was a great idea, and also because James was sending me home for my birthday and me not drinking would have given it away.
I urge mothers in my stillbirth and baby loss groups, then when they are pregnant, to not announce on a holiday.
Some listen, and the ones that don't, then message me and say,
I should have listened.
