Having a very hard night. As I get closer to my delivery date I miss Christopher more and more; I never thought I’d be doing this w/o him. I keep replaying the fact that we were supposed to do the first ultrasound on 12/27/21 and he died 12/25/21; I keep thinking how mean the universe is to me . I’m just going through life with a cover up smile on my face trying to maneuver my way through. I miss him so much and can’t believe I’ll never hold him again 💔. I keep thinking he’ll never see any of the kids have their first crush, graduate college, walk them down the aisle. So messed up and it doesn’t help that I’m an over thinker.
Posted by Why_me at 2022-07-21 06:41:20 UTC