When I think of Patricia, I like to think of how amazing it was to carry her for the seven and a half months that I did. My pregnancy was wonderful. I felt great and never even had a hint of nausea. My husband and I joked that I was the perfect pregnant lady. I never felt more strong, beautiful, or confident. Feeling her kicking was incredible. We loved to put on music and feel her dancing. She loved the Glee soundtrack. When I think of Patricia, I try to think of how happy she made me feel.
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Being silly on our babymoon a few days before she died |
We have Patricia's photos all around our house. On her memory box in the living room, on the refrigerator in the kitchen, and a large collage in the hallway just outside our bedroom. Often I will blow her a kiss as I go in and out of the bedroom. I also like to stop there with Anna and show her Patricia's photos.
On Anna's due date last year, my husband and I went on a short getaway to Hot Springs, Arkansas. I have always felt more at peace when in nature and we stayed at a wonderful B&B on a lake. It was a healing trip and it was then that we started feeling ready to give Patricia a sibling. On her birthday this year, Anna was still in the NICU so we didn't do anything particularly special. We may do something different every year, depending on what feels right.
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On Patricia's due date in May 2012 |
My grief ebbs and flows. Some days, I can remember Patricia and smile. Some days, the memory of her death is like a knife to my heart and I just can't believe how cruel and unfair the world can be. I often have to push aside my grief to get through what I need to with Anna. Our journey with Anna has been very difficult and often my grief over Patricia compounds the pain. In order to be present and engaged with Anna, I have to focus on her future. I don't feel guilty about this because I know if Patricia is a spirit capable of thought and emotion, she does not want me to stop living, and she wants me to be there for her little sister. I mention Patricia often and tell Anna about her big sister, but I cannot let myself feel the magnitude of pain because it tends to overwhelm me.
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