A Poem for My "Molar Baby"

March 9th, today would have been Your due date.

I wrote this for you...

I dreaded March 9th to come...I knew this date would be hard. My wonderful husband even sent me to Florida to go on vacation with my parents, sister and her 5-week-old son. He kept the kids home with him so I could go and relax in sunny Florida. It was a great vacation, we went on beach walks every morning and I loved it. The sounds of the waves are so calming to me and there were beautiful sites to take in. March 9th was the last day of our vacation and travel day, I decided to post the poem I made to social media. I thought here is the ultimate test to see if I can hack it at being a blogger. My friends and family were so receptive and kind in response. Some shared they had suffered similar losses, while others sent their love and condolences. Some even thanked me for being vulnerable and posting about my experience. Another sign of validation that this blog is going to help people (fingers crossed).

So, March 9th came and went, I was happy to be reunited with my husband and children when they picked me up from the airport. I spoke to my husband that night and shed some tears. I was struggling because the whole 4 days of my vacation I couldn't help but think, I shouldn't be here. I should be home preparing my house for a new baby and getting ready for the hospital and birthing our third child.

There are always dates that sting when going through your grieving process and you aren't always prepared for how they will affect you. Make sure you have people in your life who you can talk to/lean on for support. If you don't have that support, reach out to me! I will listen.

(Hugs) - Katie