Monday, August 9, 2010

a case of the mondays

I have a case of the Mondays today. I have a case of the Mondays every week.

My first miscarriage was on a Monday. I spent most of the day in the ER, and it was easily the worst day of my life. With my second miscarriage, we found out on Friday there was no heartbeat, and on Monday I had the D&C. I spent the morning waiting at home, hungry because I couldn't eat and thinking about what was to come. But the waiting area was the worst. Just sitting there waiting to become empty.

My babies left my body on Mondays.

The dates of the miscarriages don't get to me when they come around each month, and I really don't count the months. Instead, each week starts with difficulty because bed just feels like a nicer place to spend the day. Sunday nights hold sadness because Monday means re-entering the real world.

My doctor schedules OB appointments for Monday mornings and Friday afternoons. I can't help but think that just offers the possibility of more bad  Mondays. My next appointments is two weeks from today. Maybe I'll hear the baby's heartbeat for the first time. I will gladly take that on a Monday.

5 kind words:

  1. Thinking of you you! {{{HuG}}}

  2. I hope and pray that Mondays take on a whole new meaning for of new life, hope and rainbows.

  3. I hope you are having a better Tuesday. (((hugs)))

  4. Just catching up from this week...hope the rest of the week has been gentle with you!!!

  5. Love and Prayers for you as you face another Monday...

    I will be featuring your blog this week on Walking With You...but will be posting later today, because I am off to watch my son's golf team this morning. Just wanted to give you a head's up!

    Love to you...