Last night the rain came and it hit out of no where. By rain I mean tears and by out of no where I literally mean out of no where. I haven't cried much after the miscarriage. I cried tears of anger that day, but I hadn't cried tears of sorrow and mourning until last night. This scared me a little. I felt sad, I felt pain, I felt brokenhearted, so why no tears? I've always been a crier, why not now?
Matt and I had just put Lauren down, he went outside to pick up the outdoor toys and patio stuff for the night. I went to waste time on Facebook. While I was on there I noticed that a girl that I was pregnant with had just had her second baby girl at the beginning of April. I was looking at a few of the pictures and that was all it took for me to realize that I was pregnant and I'm not anymore. That I don't get to enjoy the baby my body was just carrying. That I'm going to have to wait a little longer for the baby I long for.
I quickly got off the computer and cried while I waited for Matt to come back in. He just hugged me while I calmed myself down. He asked what was wrong but by that time I was too upset to make any sense. After a good LONG hug, I was calm. I needed something to distract me from what I was feeling and thinking, so we watched an episode of Office and we had some Reese's Pieces and I was feeling better.

"Jesus turned and saw her. "Take heart, daughter," he said, "your faith has healed you." And the woman was healed at that moment." Matthew 9:22
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