tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4488516630362661582.post8030272089897738047..comments2023-10-01T07:50:30.374-05:00Comments on It only hurts when I breathe!: Incoherent ramblings about why packing things away makes me cry.Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04602706939281669017noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4488516630362661582.post-56824964541372051602009-08-13T17:16:22.261-05:002009-08-13T17:16:22.261-05:00I'm sorry. I remember when we took apart Gabe&...I'm sorry. I remember when we took apart Gabe's nursery, knowing there wasn't another child, and there likely would never be a baby that would use those things. It broke my heart. <br /><br />I look at those things in the basement, and I know that the only child we will ever have is dead, and we don't need them, and it still breaks my heart to see them in the basement, and I can't face getting rid of them.Mrs. Spithttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03386820063407910064noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4488516630362661582.post-25429874952472333602009-08-13T16:30:20.728-05:002009-08-13T16:30:20.728-05:00Oh Heather. This is so heartbreaking.
I'm wi...Oh Heather. This is so heartbreaking. <br /><br />I'm with Michele. You don't have to do anything, not if it doesn't feel like the time. Keep every single thing. That's what I've done. I've kept every single thing of J's, as she outgrows her clothes I am transferring them to the attic. Where they sit next to her sister's unused cot. I don't know if any of the things I am storing up there will ever be used. But I want them and I can't bear to part with them so there they will stay. For the time being anyway. <br /><br />I also feel like I failed. It is so strange, when I read your words I see such a loving mother reflected in them. One who loves both her children deeply. A mother who didn't fail her children, not at all. Who did nothing to deserve this. Who did nothing wrong. I know that people say the same thing to me, I know that it doesn't always help, that it might be hard for you to see yourself that way. I don't think you failed Logan. Not in the slightest. <br /><br />And we all too it for granted. We all assumed. How could we possibly have known?Catherine Whttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01618295389400457254noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4488516630362661582.post-79494991743652045892009-08-13T14:28:18.374-05:002009-08-13T14:28:18.374-05:00When I was pregnant with my son (after I lost my d...When I was pregnant with my son (after I lost my daughter) I bought name tags for his clothes. I was determined to be optimistic. When he was born (alive and healthy) I received so many clothes for him. Gifts from happy family and friends. I wrote his name in all those clothes. On the size/care labels. And then he died. My beautiful son died when he was 7 weeks old. Now I still have those clothes. All those clothes, most still new and unworn, with his name written on them. I'm pregnant with my son's brother. He will (hopefully) be born in 2 weeks and he will wear my son's clothes. He will wear clothes that my son wore, that he was meant to wear, that have his name written in them. It's all wrong. Wrong. It wasn't meant to be like this.Mirnehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13012378787039340510noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4488516630362661582.post-89502190945449197982009-08-13T14:25:13.645-05:002009-08-13T14:25:13.645-05:00I remember thinking the comments about bad things ...I remember thinking the comments about bad things not happening to good people... Which meant I had to find a reason why they happened to us when we were good people who did everything right, had regular prenatal appts, took vitamins, ate well, etc. How could this happen? And then, when it happened again... OMG. I couldnt even comprehend.<br /><br />I refused to pack up their things. I just couldnt. I needed to hold onto them, to know that they were there, that they were theirs. It's funny because I wonder what I would have done after 5y passed or 10y... Would I have finally packed up the nursery then? The nursery that they didnt get to sleep in, that they never came home to?<br /><br />Be gentle to yourself, dear one. If you cant/dont want to/wont sell them, that is okay. If you need/want to/have to sell them, that is okay too. Be gentle... There is always another yard sale, next year...Michelehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17681333723382119281noreply@blogger.com