You do wonder how people carry on when something like this happens but they do.
You almost feel bad for seeing the joy in life but one day you will and you should never be ashamed of that.
You will, one day, want to be surrounded by photos of him and look at all the clothes and things that you bought but when you are ready.
I isolated myself from a lot of people as I was so angry with the world but a few strong people have stayed with me and won't ever forget what I went through.
I never went back to work as I didn't think I could take the pity but I probably would have coped and in some ways made me stronger, quicker but I can't change that now.
I did go on to have two more children who have only recently been told of their big brother. They mention him sometimes in a child like way and I find that I'm still taken back a little at the sadness and of what could have been but it's also lovely to hear his name when said with love.
It feels strange as it's like he never existed but he did ... if that make sense.
You have so many firsts coming up; Christmas, New year, birthdays ... and you will have thoughts of 'if only he was here' but it will ease with time and you will find yourself enjoying life again.
Cry when you need it, in a cafe, in the park, whenever and wherever you are as it's a release.
I don't cry anymore as I sometimes feel like all my tears have been used up.
Surround yourself with positive people who will show you that life is for living, when you are ready to live again.
Never forget that you are an amazing, strong woman and you are a Mummy to a beautiful boy ❤️