i don't know if its my crazy and totally out of wack hormones... but i'm heartbroken.
a girl i went to snow college with has just faced something i would absolutely dread.
now that i am a mom, i think i understand just a little (tiny) bit more and i never want to face what she has.
she had her baby boy on october 24th. there were some complications during delivery and he was placed in the intensive care unit. it seemed he was making a recovery and was taken from intensive care and off all machines, but today she posted on facebook that he passed away in his sleep last night.
i would die.
i'm crying for her.
i look at my beautiful baby and think of how silly our four day stint in the intensive care is compared to what she had to go through. having someone so little hooked up to all the moniters is terrible and horrible and heartbreaking to see. but the difference is my baby is now home and cuddled up sleeping and hers isn't.i'm so heartbroken for her and i feel pretty blessed that my situation didn't turn out differently.
i have so much to be thankful for.
How awful! I don't know what I'd do either. My uncle Stacy had his little boy pre-mature and home for 6 weeks and he stopped breathing, went septic and passed away. It's good to think that she'll be able to still raise him in the millenium.
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