So, tomorrow is the 13th-the day that I thought I was going to deliver. I would be 36 weeks today...which is a huge milestone with twins. I said if i make it to 36 weeks, i'd be satisfied if they came early. The date I dreamt about the entire first 20 weeks of the pregnancy was Oct 13th. Naturally, tomorrow is going to suck! Not that every other day doesn't suck-but tomorrow will be emotional for me. Every Wednesday is emotional because it marks another milestone week. I guess this is part of the process though. =(
I posted a link on my facebook page-that I highly recommend reading if you'd like a better look @ what I am going through-along with all of the other mothers that have or are currently experiencing a loss.
Instead of possibly delivering my babies tomorrow, I will be out buying balloons and flowers to for Ian & Owen for remembrance day on Saturday. Isaac has soccer games, but we have every intention if releasing balloons with Ian & Owen's name and birthdate on them-as silly as it may sound, I want to do this. Tonorrow is going to be just as hard as every other day, but its a little harder on my heart b/c it's the day I dreamed about and talked about for 20 weeks. It's the day that I begged Ian & owen to wait for on June 24th-all the way to the hospital and the entire time we were waiting on family to get there-I begged and cried out to them to wait until October 13th at least. I cried out to God-who apparently doesn't want to hear me right now.
I posted a link on my facebook page-that I highly recommend reading if you'd like a better look @ what I am going through-along with all of the other mothers that have or are currently experiencing a loss.
Instead of possibly delivering my babies tomorrow, I will be out buying balloons and flowers to for Ian & Owen for remembrance day on Saturday. Isaac has soccer games, but we have every intention if releasing balloons with Ian & Owen's name and birthdate on them-as silly as it may sound, I want to do this. Tonorrow is going to be just as hard as every other day, but its a little harder on my heart b/c it's the day I dreamed about and talked about for 20 weeks. It's the day that I begged Ian & owen to wait for on June 24th-all the way to the hospital and the entire time we were waiting on family to get there-I begged and cried out to them to wait until October 13th at least. I cried out to God-who apparently doesn't want to hear me right now.
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