The
What ifs
Oh those
what ifs, things you wish you had done differently at the time of
your loss, things you think if you went back and changed it would
change the outcome. There is no changing, no going back, etc. Your
angel is your angel, it's harsh, but true. It takes awhile to realize
this...I used to wake thinking Kaitlin was still in the NICU. I used
to hope and believe Sage was still growing in my and what I had
passed was just a large clot and all was well. Then I played the what
ifs. Was it the fact I touched Christmas lights that caused Kaitlin
to have issues, I colored my hair I should have never done that. What
if I hadn't? What if I wasn't taking certain medicines could that
change if Sage would have lived or not...I drove myself mad...but it
didn't change anything. It didn't bring them back. Nothing will. So
you have to face reality, Your baby is GONE.
Then
there is the how you would have done it differentlys. How you might
have dressed your angel yourself, how you might have not flushed that
clot down the toilet. How you would have made the experience more
special or just different. That can't be changed either. But it's
okay. It YOUR experience. At the time it was what you needed to do.
Sometimes we are medications that hinder us from seeing things
clearly, sometimes your just so caught up in the moment you don't
know what more to do. Hindsight is always clearer. Your angel though
feels the love you have for them NOW and thats all they need. They
are balls of energy and light...feelings I truly believe help
nurturer them, just like breastmilk might a newborn. Share your
feelings with them. You can speak out loud or in your mind, they hear
you. They know you love them without having to put on a grand show of
things. You don't need to release 1000 balloons, or light 100
candles, they know cause you feel it. I've told people many times
that if you feel you didn't get to say something to a passed loved
one, say it NOW. They hear us, they truly do. I know this only based
off my own experiences... cause I feel it. You can take me on my word
or not, but it goes back to memory. Even if you didn't love how the
last moments you had with your child went, the love is still there.
You love your child no matter how horrific their birth was, let that
LOVE be what you choose to focus on. Remember it, hold on to it, and
keep it with you on the surface. Let it float and the bad memories
sink a little out of focus. You can't get rid of them, but you can
choose what you want to keep upfront.
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