It's been 4 days. Plainly said, I'm a mess. I'm shutting down when my kids need me. My stomach is already flat so I assume that means I'm not eating enough. I haven't cooked in a week. We've been eating out a lot and I'm not really sure what my kids have been eating. All I want to do is sit on my bed by myself, zone out on Facebook and work on my doula certification. I feel like myself when I am distracted. I am now fully informed on accupressure points and rebozo techniques to use during labor and aromatherapy is my next topic to tackle. Let's just say distraction is my new best friend.
My brain is having lots of recurring thoughts. Mostly good but I think that's just because I'm pushing away the bad thoughts. My friend Elizabeth helped me realize that even though I would have preferred to appreciate the beauty of pregnancy and birth, my body was also designed to take care of a baby that wasn't meant to grow. And I have to admit, it gives me even more respect for the female design seeing first hand how my body knew just what to do when the time came for the release. After Liza's birth, I had a strong feeling of kinship with women through the ages and that feeling is very strong now as I grieve my little lost baby and know most mothers have experienced a similar grief.
My logical brain is telling me to write out the story of Baby Tomas' loss to help process my grief but I'm not ready to feel that much sadness yet.