Todays the day I’ve been dreading. The day where the reality really sets in. My baby who I was so excited to meet and hold will actually be gone after today. I don’t wish this pain on anyone. This shit really fucking real life.
This is the scariest thing besides my daughters birth that I’ve ever been through. It’s all in gods hands. Gods wrap your arms around me and please let everything be okay.
I tend to wonder who I would’ve been if I didn’t go through so much. Would I have been a better person? Would I handle situations differently? Would I still have the same people in my life? One thing I am grateful for all the pain. Is I got my daughter out of it all.