As June approaches my mind has a way of more frequently wandering back; back to the days we had Avery, the day we lost her and those long days, weeks and months that followed where life was so dark. This morning as I sit feeding Harper before the sub rises, I am brought back to those dark, sleepless nights.
It was maybe a few weeks after and sleeping at night was awful. Every time we laid down, I was reminded of our last night with her. Going to bed, laying there in the quiet was too much. No matter how hard I would try, the sobs would come. Eventually I would try to control myself long enough so that my husband could fall asleep but once he did, they were back. I would lay and cry for hours on end.
One night I remember grabbing my tablet and just searching for anything related to baby loss online. I wanted and needed to connect with people who had been in my shoes. I wanted to see people surviving this. And I wanted to know I wasn't alone. Eventually, I came across the Faces of Loss page and found hundreds of blogs. Stories of women who had been exactly where I was, their pain and heartache spilled out across the pages of their blogs. Their innermost thoughts coming across my screen. So many of their words, I could have written myself. The guilt, the anger, the overwhelming emptiness-they had felt it too.
I somehow felt less alone. I spent the entire night reading blogs from beginning to end. From that night forward for weeks, I passed my nights by staying up reading story after story of babies gone too soon. These women who I had never met were helping me get through night after night without Avery. I would pass my darkest hours lost in their words.
I don't know why today I was reminded of this. Those nights were long but through these stories a little light began to peek through the dark. Friendships were made that are irreplaceable. And because of these women, most of whom I've never met, I slowly began to find my way again. Taking life one day at a time. I am so thankful we live in a age of technology, where we can express ourselves, share our stories and connect with total strangers. Without it, I don't know where I would be.
Thank you blogged mamas for helping me get through day by day!
I'm so thankful that we live in a time where connecting like this is possible, Crystal. I can't imagine what it was like even just 30 years ago for someone to lose a child and not have an easy way to connect with others. Support groups are so hard because they're only at a certain time, with certain people, and they can't necessarily be there for you when you're laying in bed trying to fall asleep, but find yourself crying instead...
ReplyDeleteI did the same exact thing. I found so many blogs during those sleepless nights after. But I can say for sure that all of these stories, and people like you have helped me heal too. I've found my voice about how to let myself feel. And I'm so glad that I was able to get it out.
Both of your blogs have helped me greatly as I've grieved the loss my daughter, Stella at 38w3d last November. So thank you.
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