Sometimes, it's easier to just sleep

We lost Morgan on Sept. 5 when I had a D&C at York Hospital. I thought I was around 11.5 weeks, but the ultrasound showed eight weeks and six days. So, that puts Morgan at eight weeks and six days old.

After the shock/horror/devastation wore off, now I'm left empty with a lifeless empty womb. It's amazing how wonderful those nearly nine weeks were, though. We planned and dreamed and cleaned and slept and ....

But now after the drama is over, the funeral is finished, we're just left alone. And the world keeps spinning on its axis as it always has.

And sometimes, it's easier just to sleep away the pain. And hope the sunshine brings a better tomorrow.