I have been meaning to write something, but I don't know what to write I guess. I have so many emotions, but don't know how to put them to words. I can't believe that in seven days Asher would have been one year old. It is still so hard to think about that day. I relive it almost everyday. And it seems like the simplest things make me remember being pregnant with him or make me miss him so much. When I hear a baby cry it just breaks my heart into a thousand pieces. Olivia always says to me "Mommy when need another baby to bring home in a basket." And I just look into her sweet eyes and tell her that Mommy hopes that it will happen soon too. Everytime I walk into my doctor's office I think about being pregnant with Asher and then going their without him.
It was a year ago today I had a doctor's appointment. I begged to have the baby that day. I was miserable and didn't feel good. I had another UTI and I just wanted not to be pregnant any more. I was just over 37 weeks. And of course my doctor said no. Apparently you can't be induced until 39 weeks by law. Well I will tell you what, when I am pregnant again there is nothing that he can say to me to make me wait until 39 weeks to have the baby. I waited with Asher and what did it get me. NOTHING It got me a baby I had to plan a funeral for. And since it is not sure why Asher died I want that baby in my arms as soon as possible.
I just miss him so much. We have planned to have a family get together on July 21st. Chris and I decided that we just need to be alone as a family on July 20th. It won't be an easy day but we will go see him often I bet. Olivia already told me that she is going to sing him Happy Birthday. She is such a sweet little girl. Without her there would have been no way I would have survived this year. She keeps me going. She knows when I need a hug or just someone to cuddle with. If I am crying she will bring me her "Manny" for me to hold. Olivia and Asher mean everything to me. I just hope soon that we can bring another baby into our home so Olivia can experience growing up with a sibling, but that is something that Chris nor I never got the chance to experience. I no longer care that we don't have a big enough house. Our house is filled with love and we will find a place to put more children when we are blessed with them.
I will try to blog more this week. It's going to be a tough one but I'm sure we will get through it.
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