I've never found the strength to finish my birth story. I'm not sure I ever will.
My grandmother passed away last Sunday, and in the rush to make the long trip out to her funeral, and the long car ride back, I stopped taking my anti-depressants, and all of the sudden I've been completely taken over by a huge rush of grief. My baby is on my mind every second of the day, and the tears just won't stop.
My grandmother passed away last Sunday, and in the rush to make the long trip out to her funeral, and the long car ride back, I stopped taking my anti-depressants, and all of the sudden I've been completely taken over by a huge rush of grief. My baby is on my mind every second of the day, and the tears just won't stop.
