It’s been almost 4 weeks since we lost the babies. It’s been a blur of flowers, cards, birthday parties, lunches with my mom, and trying to keep going. For awhile, I thought I was doing so well. But now, as time goes on, it almost seems to be getting worse.

Nick has gone back to work, and that has been part of it. We used to spend the day having lunch, going to a winery, talking about what happened and trying to make sense of it. Neither of us are ready to continue on with “normal”. But we have to.

We went to our niece’s 2nd birthday party, and have been trying to fill our schedule with fun things to do. But it all seems pointless. I just want to crawl into bed and cry a river. I am so sad and so angry that this happened to us.