This poem expresses a feeling of expectation. For me, as a young child, when I imagined my life as an adult there were always children in the picture.
Becoming pregnant for the first time was so exciting! So here I was, blissfully planning a perfect future together with our children and the idea that my pregnancy would end in the death of our children never even crossed my mind.
This is a commonly misunderstood fact of child loss – the loss of not only your child but your hopes, dreams and future plans with that child.
So yes, I was naive – wonderfully so.
It would be easy to resent others for experiencing this same feeling of joyful expectation. When I meet a woman who is pregnant for the first time I challenge myself to step into their joy and feel happiness with them, rather than to resent them. I give a silent thought of thankfulness for that woman that she has not experienced the loss of a child.
You are the boss of your thoughts – be the boss! Healing starts in the mind.
Yours in words,