It's my daughter's birthday today.
Is it possible to feel like a bad mother even when your child is dead?
I feel bad that I haven't spent ages thinking and crying about her these last few days. The thing is, I've spent more time thinking and crying about the failed IVF's, chemicals, and the miscarriage earlier this year, then I have thinking about Maya. I can't bring myself to spend hours staring at photos that are another year older, and cry. I feel like a sucky mum.
I'm guessing the tears for my sweet girl will come on Friday. I always crash on Fridays.
But in honour of her dear little life, here is a photo of Her Sweetness.
Heart.
Sigh.
