I can feel the heaviness of Mother’s Day coming in my bones. I can feel the knot in my throat & the tears welling up in my eyes. Every thought brings my mind right back to the three babies we’ve lost, & my overwhelming grief. It never gets easier. Ever. But I do get stronger. Most of the time I’m fine, but sometimes, like this week, my heart just breaks over & over.
Our journey to baby is over, & I accept that, but now I grieve not only the babies we lost, but also the hope of ever being a mother.
I’m also a stepmom. I’m a proud, full time, hard working, bend over backwards for my child, love him with every breath in my soul... stepmom. BUT even when it’s good as a stepmom, it’s complicated.
To all the grieving mothers...
To all the stepmoms...
I see you. I am you.
Sending love to you all.