Just getting it all out and here is ime an excellent place to do so...
It's 3 years today since I lost my baby boy, it was a missed m/c at 16 weeks and I still miss him so much.
Most people I know who have had mcs seem to get over them well and quickly, but I can't seem to shake the loss and the thoughts of who my baby boy could have been.
Dh and I will be releasing a balloon into the stars/night sky later on, which we've done every year, and makes me feel a little better about things, like we're telling him we've not forgotten him and we love him.
Why is this so hard? I am crying just typing this. I wish I wasn't such a wuss. That's it really, just needed it write it down. Thanks for reading if you got this far.