Three Months Later: Some Thoughts on Grief
Today marks three months since we ended our pregnancy. That means I’ve been without her for just as long as she was growing inside me. I doubt anyone besides my husband is aware of this significance. And truthfully, I’m not even sure he’s aware of the date. It’s been awhile since we’ve talked about it, even though it looms over us every day. To everyone who said I will think about this baby every day… you were right. That has been my one constant in these past three months.