I miss our baby so much.
I don’t want it to be 3 months. I don’t want it to. I just want to scream I don’t know what to do anymore. How can we have nearly done 3 months of this?
How am I supposed to get up every day for the rest of my life and do this until I die, I don’t understand why I’m still here and they’re not.
Why? Why couldn’t it have been me. Why was it my baby. Why did it have to be them.
I would have given anything.