Monday, June 24, 2013
Yesterday was a great day.
Last year, a month before we lost our baby at five months gestation, my neighbour and her husband lost thiers seven months in. It was heartbreaking, and this had been their first pregnancy. It seemed so unfair.
Yesterday, my good friend went to see them in the hospital to welcome their beautiful new baby girl! And I went along:)
It was so good to step into that hospital for a new life! It was so good to see my friend, who had a rough delivery and had developed complications, and to be able to let her tell her birth story, and get her a blanket:)
We went up to the nicu and saw baby, she was so tiny and perfect!i stroked her teeny foot. My girlfriend and I laughed when I realized she was exactly half the size of my firstborn of 10lbs 5oz lol!
I made it all the way to the elevator and then my gf asked me if I was alright. Then I started to tear up. I'm glad that I didnt show that side and put my own damper on a beautiful moment for this little new family. I am proud that instead of just feeling wistful for my own newborn, I actually felt excitement for them, and a sense of peace in myself, and that I had the courage to show my support. I hope I did! It was a great day, a hard one too, but good for the soul.