Warning: Rant ahead
My post on here, my personal Facebook, my Instagram account almost never hold a rant. There is this stigma that really gets under my skin. I lost my baby at six weeks and one day. And I am grieving. It is hard. No that does not make my love any less for E. No his everyday smiles does not some how magically erase my broken heart. (It sure helps me smile though) No I am not reveling in the past but mourning a child... that I already had dreamed of. Made plans for. Decided on a name if it was a girl. No I am not being dramatic. If you know me at all the desire to be a mother has been strong in my heart since childhood. So to loose something you so desperately want is heartbreaking. It does not take away from my faith, or mean I don't trust in God. It does mean I am questioning and asking why? It does mean that I get angry. And feel I have been dealt ...