I survived my first week back at work.... Barely (I only worked three days but it felt like a whole week) The first day back was filled with tons of emotion, anxiety, and also fulfilment. It feels like time had literally stopped for me while everyone and everything just kept on ticking. It's the strangest feeling in the world. My close group of ladies have been so helpful and welcoming. I was given this beautiful bracelet to signify strenght and have worn it for the past three days.
It amazes me how different peoples reactions are when I tell them I lost my baby. All in all I've only had to answer this question about six times. I know that it doesn't sound like an awful lot but each one still manages to throw me into a funk. Yesterday, three people, today one. I play these conversations over and over in my head and wonder how the other person took the news. It all starts with a sweet, innocent gesture, a simple: "So, how's the baby?" I reply, "Unfortunately, we lost her". If you can imagine the look of someone seeing a ghost, that's about the look I receive. I've heard: "I'm so sorry", "God Bless You", "that's not the answer that I was expecting" "Oh, I totally forgot!" (guessing this person knew and asked without thinking?!?) Some people blush and look like they want to run away, some gave me a hug, some say they will keep me in their prayers. And before you know ...
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