Tomorrow marks four months since I lost my son. Well, technically, I guess. I suppose that starts the list of frustrations with this whole grieving process and something I'll talk about later.
So, I guess we'll just say tomorrow marks four months since my son entered this world and I said hello and goodbye all at once.
I was 34w4d when Colton was 'born'. I was probably 33w4d when Colton died. Probably. Maybe.
See the beginning of the issues here??
Regardless, my son died. Way before he should have. Before he should have even been born. When he died, so did a large part of me. And, hopefully, through writing it all out I will find life again.
Hopefully.
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