Here we go...first posting. I'm not sure exactly how to begin. I suppose this blog starts at the beginning of an end I didn't want. The beginning of an end...and an end of a beginning.
My baby, my only baby, Aidan William, who was perfect and adorable and had his daddy's nose and tiny cleft in his chin...died 12 days ago.
Where do I go from here?
First I would just like to say how very sorry I am for your loss. While I believe that none of us can grieve in exactly the same way, as another babyloss mama, I can tell you that I believe grief is all very much the same at its core. So find comfort in knowing that there are others out there who know your pain.
Secondly, I would like you to know that I treasure your kind words. Stranger or not, your warmth has touched me in a way that I think most of us need sometimes.
I find myself in a love/hate relationship with this babyloss community. I hate the fact that all of our babies are gone. That we have had to endure this terrible kind of pain. A pain that, as I'm sure you can attest to, most of us have never experienced.
But I also find great comfort in this place. When I lost my baby I experienced a desperate loneliness that I was terrified would never leave me. By chance I stumbled upon Kristin's "Dear Baby Cook" (Dear Stevie) blog. This opened up a whole new world to me. For this I am grateful.
It is sad here. But it is warm here too.