Do not, for even one second, think that I'm doing great. I'm not over losing my little girl. But I'm learning to live with loss and moving on.
It seems like, every once in awhile, something triggers an all-out surprise bawl-fest.
Today it was googling foods to avoid while TTC. Somehow I landed on BabyCenter, and they proceeded to tell me I'm 31 weeks pregnant. My little girl is 16 inches and 3.3 lbs.
My heart breaks anew, every time I run into something like that.
And these little landmines are everywhere.