I've spent the last week swimming in baby items. Most of which were Toby's. The switch over of the nursery has hit me in waves. I feel joy & love in my heart in places that have been so broken and painful for 25 months, it scares me. Then the pain begins and the tears fall while every sense is engaged by grief - my eyes see flashbacks to certain moments when Toby is right with me; I can smell...
Today was a hard day. Pregnancy after loss is so hard. There is hope, yes, but the moments that need to happen before a Rainbow arrives are so challenging. I’ve talked before about how Toby’s room has remained the same since the day he died. Today, much of that changed. This is our choice. This is part of our promise to Toby, and to ourselves. To continue to move forward, but in a way that carries Toby with us, as...
