Virginia Skye

Virginia Skye

Monday, May 27, 2013

My Incredible Friends...and Halfway!

The last couple weeks have been hectic around our house.  This is always a really busy time-of-year for me for work, with the school year winding down, and many of my kids crunched to pass their classes and/or graduate on time.  We've also had a full social calendar.  It's so interesting looking back on the aspects of our life that have changed over the last 9 months.  Last year at this time, we were busy getting settled into our new house, hunkering down and nesting and getting ready for the arrival of our little Baby G.  We were homebodies who rarely left the house and much preferred spending time alone together.  Lately, our social calendar is FULL.  We haven't had a totally free weekend since mid-April.  Although we still prefer the quiet of being at home together, those days are few and far between.  Much of my social life has revolved around spending time with other loss moms, some I met right after losing Virginia, and some I've met just recently.  Many other women before me have experienced the sisterhood that comes with having a shared experience as powerful as losing a child, and I am so grateful to have come into contact with some of those women who can help me through this process, who inspire me and give me hope for the future.  This weekend was a glowing example of that.  We had dinner with some good friends of ours on Friday night.  They are all couples who have lost babies as well.  We meet monthly, and our get-togethers are often the highlight of my month.  These 3 other women have become some of my closest friends, and I thank God every day that we crossed paths.  I also had a few friends come to stay overnight last night from Reno.  We went to dinner last night and then attended a Subsequent Pregnancy support group meeting.  It's been a wonderful, yet exhausting, holiday weekend.

We also passed a major milestone this weekend with my current pregnancy.  I hit 20 weeks yesterday!  So I am officially half-baked!  (Although this baby will be an early scheduled c-section, so I'm actually probably a little further than halfway done).  I've taken a few belly shots already to document this pregnancy, but I've kept most of them to myself.  However, I feel like this is a big milestone, so I decided to share my 20 week picture.


I can't believe how quickly time has flown by lately.  How does it happen that weeks and months can creep by so slowly, and then suddenly you blink and a month has passed?  Sometimes I just want to hit the "pause" button.  I want to just stop time and remember what this exact time of my life feels like.  It's so hard to do that when we're going nonstop and barely have time to share a meal.  So despite all of the craziness with our schedules, I make it a point to climb into bed every night and prop my hips up, put my hands on my belly, close my eyes, and connect with this baby.  And it never fails that just when I start to panic that she won't move on-command (why would she scare her momma like that??), I feel a little thump or kick.  It's like she knows I need that reassurance and that's her way of letting me know she's still there, still alive and happy in my belly.  Man, that's a great feeling.

Happy Memorial Day!


Sunday, May 12, 2013

Mother's Day

I'm not going to sugar coat it.  This day has been hell for me.  This has been by far the hardest holiday we've faced since losing Virginia almost exactly 9 months ago.  My butt has firmly been parked on the couch since Friday morning, when the emotions of Mother's Day first hit.  I've spent the better part of the last 3 days crying into my roll of toilet paper (we're out of Kleenex).  The roll that started off as a double on Friday is down to about 4 squares now.  We did escape for a little dinner out last night, and we ventured to the grocery store earlier today, but other than that, I've done little besides cry, watch tv, and nap all weekend.  The one accomplishment I'm very proud of this weekend is Virginia's chest.  This chest was given to us by a friend, and needed some modernizing and TLC.  It's truly been a labor of love for Patrick over the last few weekends.  He's spent countless hours stripping and sanding, staining, then stripping again when his finicky wife didn't like the stain.  God bless him.  It was completed a week or so ago and brought into the house, but I wanted to wait for a "special occasion" to find the perfect spot for it and meticulously arrange Virginia's things inside.  That time came this evening.  So without further ado, here are a few pics:



It's absolutely perfect!  I am in love with the way it turned out, and the fact that it's big enough to fit all of her stuff in.  This was the bright spot to my otherwise sad, weepy weekend.

Happy Mother's Day to all mothers out there.



Sunday, May 5, 2013

Bereaved Mother's Day

Pat asked me a few days ago what I wanted to do for Mother's Day this year.  This year is so...different.  Last year he pampered me, showered me with gifts and tended to my every need all day.  It was very sweet.  Last year was full of so much hope about becoming a mother.  The focus was on the future, which I thought was pretty certain; in 2012, I was going to become a mom to a baby girl we would bring home and raise and love.  

This year, things are more complicated.  I am most definitely a mother, there's no question about that.  I carried a baby for 40 weeks.  I gave birth to her and she was beautiful and perfect.  She just wasn't alive.  

May 5th is Bereaved Mother's Day, a day that falls a week before the "traditional" Mother's Day to recognize those women who are mothers yet don't have their children here on Earth.  Bereaved Mother's Day feels much more appropriate for where I'm at in my life today, at this very moment.  Yes, I am optimistic that the little one cooking in my belly right now will finally be the baby we are able to bring home.  But that is 5 months in the future.  My brain functions differently these days, I've lost the ability to think that far ahead in any sort of concrete, tangible way.  As I've mentioned before, I spend much less time planning for the future in my head, and much more time being present in the moment.  My current reality is that I am the mother of a child that was lost too soon.  I am also the mother of a child that is yet to be born.  I don't know what exactly that means for a woman like me on Mother's Day.  But I do know that celebrating Bereaved Mother's Day feels right to me.  


Happy Bereaved Mother's Day to all my fellow grieving moms.  
Peace and love be with you all today.