Febuary 15th (he was 42 weeks) - I still don't know where I am and I'm a little lost. I'm waiting for the post-mortem, without it I don't know what to think, it's gone from 6 to 8 to twelve weeks and now they don't know when it will be because there is only one doctor.
I'm trying to keep going but I can't help feeling he drowned (he had amniotic fluid in his lungs) in the dark and I didn't notice.