I am a 54 year old mother and now grand mom. I have 2 healthy children. A daughter, 26 and a son, 19. Before my now happiness, there was a lot of sadness. My first and second daughters where stillborn. I had my daughter, then a miscarriage, then my son, then another miscarriage.
Even though the pain eased through the years. Every anniversary, I remember and wish they were here. I have 6 children and feel guilty sometimes when I say I have 2 children. It is hard though to look into someone’s eyes and have to explain why I had 6 pregnancies and only 2 living children. Sometimes it is easier on them not to explain.
The hardest thing that people have to go through sometimes is the words from people trying to help. It usually doesn’t unless they have been through it themselves. I was told that God wanted an angel when my first baby died, then when my second baby died they would say, you daughter was lonely and now they are together in heaven. They don’t realize that what they are saying makes you want to scream at them.
I hope that if there is anyone who wants to talk about their experience that I can help them with my experience.
Things will get better but they will never forget and husband’s have to realize that they don’t always have to be strong. They are forgotten sometimes and don’t get the comfort they need.