We missed our November support group meeting which I have mixed feelings about. I like being there to show new-comers that they’ll survive the grief, but I don’t like going because really I want to talk the whole time. <\/p>\n
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In a perfect world, I would have my own support group, made up of my friends and family, and Tom and I would just sit there for two hours once a month explaining how we’re feeling, what we’re afraid of, and what we need from the rest of the group. It’s unfortunately not a very realistic plan, but I really think it would help us both. <\/p>\n
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I was so determined to make January my start date to try again to get pregnant. But the more January 1st looms, the more scared I’m getting. I just cannot believe there will ever be a time where I’m strong enough to face the realities of my next pregnancy. I also can’t help but worry about leaving my little ghost behind. My little boy, my little fighter, my little Mr. Perfect. Where will he fit in when we have another baby?<\/p>\n
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\nIn NaNoWriMo news, things are going just ok. I think I’ve lost sight of my plot again, and am back to just free writing to keep my head above water. I still have high hopes that I’ll finish, I just hope I don’t finish with a big pile a crap. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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