Life and death...they are so terribly mixed up sometimes...my niece was five months pregnant when they discovered the baby was dead...so she had to give "birth" , to push out of her a little one who'll never know how she was so terribly sad...having to do this in the same hospital women rejoice with their new-borns is an awful experience...having to give the baby a name, and an official identity...may be it helps in a way...you put words on your suffering...but a miscarriage would have been stressless...Poor girl, that was her first baby...poor grandma, the same thing happened to her thirty years ago...
women have a difficult part in this world...
I joined bob's mum and lit a candle to remember ...
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Hi, I am Bob's mum.
Your story reminded me of my friend, Josephine. Her daughter-in-law went to full term last year, then lost the baby the day before she was due. Terrible times.
A "normal" bereavement takes you down from "normal" mood, but these take you down from the "up" of excitement and happiness and expectation. I can only bear such things by hoping that nature knows what it is doing and that there is a reason why these innocents couldn't stay. Doesn't help at the time, though, only from a distance.
I researched my family tree this year to 1680. Found lots of women having lots of children. And I thought, all that pain, just for me to be born....
Big hugs
Helena
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