"You get what you pay for, but I just had no intention of living this way." -Counting Crows
Why We're Here...
My husband David and I delivered a stillborn Baby Boy that we loved, and wanted. Our first and only son, Logan, had Down Syndrome. Our daughter's smile is a little light in the darkness. She turned one year old three days after our sweet Logan tip-toed away on January 24, 2009. After 2 1/2 years we found out we were having another baby, whom we affectionatly called Rudy. Just shy of 6 weeks we found out Rudy was Ectopic. Rudy was surgically removed on May 26, 2011 delivering another blow to our already broken hearts.
My 32nd birthday is on Wednesday. I don't want a birthday. I don't want to celebrate anything. I don't want the phone calls, the good wishes. I don't want to get older. I don't want my eggs to get older, since they're obviously feeling kind of old as it is. I want to turn time back and not have it march on.
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6 comments:
My first birthday after Gabe's death was very hard indeed.
Sending hugs.
birthdays. ugh. ((hugs))
Heather... I hear you. We are so in that "don't want to celebrate, party, etc. mode" too. I just used the 'excuse' of my birthday for a quiet date with my husband. We needed it.
I hope you share some peace on Wednesday, however you spend it.
xo
Heather
I just wanted to offer you a very poor virtual hug. And if it isn't too weird - I'd like to welcome you to the DS community. I hope the Afghan stays as a special part of Logan's memory and of your family's life. You and your family and your precious Logan will be in my prayers. Take care
Shelley
*hugs*
No one can blame you. As long as you have the important people around you, it will still be a special day. Keeping you in my prayers.
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