I had a small meltdown. Eating breakfast.
There was going into Target and walking by the baby aisle that first time.
And the numerous pregnancy and birth announcements that always seemed like a slap in the face...
There's always something. And the emotions are always changing. I don't feel the same as I did in those early days. And obviously, now I'm the one walkjng around pregnant, causing other baby-loss Moms meltdowns. If only they knew.
Lately, I feel like it's the little boys that I see around who are the same age Luke would be now. The sting of imagining what he would be like today will always be there. It will always haunt me. I don't see how they will ever get easier to look at.
But thank goodness these emotions are always changing. Because if everything stayed the way it was, I have no idea how I'd get through this.