Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Happy 6 month birthday, baby boy!


Dear Julius,
Happy 6 month birthday! It just hurts my heart so much that you are not here to celebrate. I should be putting a sticker on your onesie and taking a picture of you in the glider. I should be updating everyone on all of the cool things you can do. I should be in complete amazement at the fact that I have a 6 month old baby boy. But instead of you in the glider, there is a stack of sympathy cards. Instead of updating everyone on your developmental progress, I'm talking about trying to adjust to life without you. Instead of being amazed about having a 6 month old, I'm in shock that I didn't even get 6 full months with you. The last month and a half has been the worst time of my life. Adjusting to life without you has been physically and emotionally painful. I've struggled with every step and breath I have taken since the afternoon of October 12th. It hurts that I will never get to know what you would have looked like as a 6 month old. Would you have looked more like Daddy or me? How much more poofy would your frohawk have gotten? Would any of the teeth that had been bothering you finally be breaking through? I will never know. Time has stopped and you will always be 4.5 months old to me. I don't just grieve your loss; I grieve our future together. But know that even though you are not here, we will continue to celebrate you and your life. I will continue to talk about you with others, and think about you every.second.of.every.day. You ARE my child - now and forever. And until the day when we are reunited and I can hold you in my arms again; I will have to take solace in the fact that you and your memory will live on forever in my heart and mind. The bond that we have not even death can break. I miss and love you, Juju, so very very much.
-Mommy

Monday, November 29, 2010

Concentrating on the positive...

unfortunately, the past few days, for me, have been filled with sadness and disappointment. our "thanksgiving" was alright. but as expected, it was a sad day. D and i managed to ignore the fact that it was a holiday. we went to see the Harry Potter movie. and despite a mini-breakdown at the end of the film {which carried on until we were at our car}, it was a nice afternoon.

friday, was a decent day - i went into work, and was able to get some things accomplished. there weren't many people in the office, so it was nice and quiet. i was feeling pretty good...until i went to the grocery store after work. i had been avoiding this particular store because during my pregnancy {and even after Julius was born} i would talk to a particular cashier about how things were going whenever i saw her. so on friday as i walked into the store i did a quick scan to see if she was there. convinced that she wasn't, i went on about my shopping. as i pulled my buggy into the checkout line, i realized, much to my horror, that SHE was the cashier {she dyed her hair, which is why i missed her during my "scan"}. i tried to discreetly back out of the line, but she "made me" before i even had a chance. i, unfortunately, had to deal with the awkwardly painful conversation as she predictably asked me about my baby. so even though i felt ok all day. that 3 minutes knocked me down several rungs. and i spent the majority of the night sobbing.

and while saturday was another decent day. sunday brought with it more sadness and disappointment as i was deeply wounded by the actions of someone that i consider close. so i also spent most of yesterday moping around the house and crying about all the things that i have lost in the last 2 months.

so now that i have all of that "ugly" out, let me take time to concentrate on something positive. i'm not sure if you remember my post about the pearl shell pendant necklace that i received from a woman {Stacey} from my church. she is on the bereavement ministry at the church, so when she found out what happened, she came to our house with that gorgeous necklace and coffee for our family. i cried when i saw the beautiful necklace - not only did she make the beads out of roses from her own garden, but she also personalized the inside of the shell with a picture of Juju and i. i was speechless at her generosity, and at how beautiful the necklace was. and i wear it everyday {and get so many compliments as well}.

after the funeral, she contacted me again, and told me that she wanted to make us a family rosary with some of the flowers that we received. so D and i hauled a few of the arrangements over to her. and last week i went to pick up the finished rosary.



isn't it absolutely gorgeous? i just can't get over how beautiful it is. and again it is another special, unique way to remember our son. we have this family rosary because of him. receiving this gift moved me so much that i did what i have not done since grade school....i actually said the rosary - the whole thing. and i thought about my baby the entire time {not that i don't anyway, but i felt *that* much closer to him as i said it}. i keep it on our dresser around his urn.




so while i have had a rough go of it lately, i am reminded that we continue to be surrounded by the most generous, loving and caring people. and during this time of deep grief, i really need to remember that and focus on those relationships. like dr. seuss said, "be who you are and say what you feel because those who mind don't matter, and those who matter don't mind."

{{if you are interested in having a rosary or necklace made, you can check out Stacey's website Earth and Sea Designs and contact her. she is absolutely amazing!}}

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

The Holidays

the holiday season is now upon us. thanksgiving is tomorrow and christmas is right around the corner. like i mentioned in a previous post, D and i have decided to stay at home for both holidays and cancel our original plans of visiting our families {D's for thanksgiving, and mine for christmas}. and we've had several people show genuine concern about us doing this. so i thought i would take some time to talk about it...

it's not at all that i am trying to isolate myself, avoid family and friends, or be depressed/depressing. i absolutely love my family/friends {and all of their craziness}, and enjoy spending time with them. it's always a fun time when they {both families} are around. and i'm honestly not just saying that because my mom reads my blog. i know they all want the best for us, and want to surround us {in person} with their love and support.

the reason why we canceled our plans is because it is literally NOT POSSIBLE to do the holidays this year. one of the main reasons we were so excited to go see family for the holidays was so that we could introduce Julius to everyone {including extended family}; and, of course, experience his 1st holiday season with him. and now that he's not here, yes, it is *very* sad and painful to think about celebrating either holiday at all when such an important member of our family is no longer with us.

but that reason aside, we just can not make it - the logistics don't work out. these days i'm doing well to just get out of bed and work a full day. these days i'm guaranteed an emotional breakdown *at least* once a day {sobbing and howling included}. i've cried every.single.day since he passed away, and i don't see that ending any time soon {and why should it? he's worth all the pain and tears i have cried and will cry in the future}. i'm completely drained and emotionally exhausted by the end of the day from just having to function at work. and i just can not imagine what the stress of packing, traveling, and not being in my house/familiar environment, etc. compounded with grief will do to me. i don't even want to think about it. plus the holidays are times for being happy and joyful, and celebrating. and i don't feel like being or doing any of those things. i don't feel like giving thanks, or opening/buying gifts, or listening to carols, or even saying "happy thanksgiving" and "merry christmas".

i just want to keep it low-key. i don't want to worry about having a breakdown and not having the strength to leave my room or bed. i don't want to worry about having to travel a long distance, and being stuck in a car when my next "wave" of grief hits me. i don't want to worry about being in church and seeing a family with their infant, and running out of church crying because mine is no longer with me. i want to be in a "safe" environment. i want to stay in my pajamas. i want to {hopefully} catch a Law & Order marathon. and i want to pretend that it's just another day {which is hard enough}. instead of what it really is - the first thanksgiving and christmas without my heart, my world, my Julius.

Monday, November 22, 2010

Relationships & Thanks

i've been doing a lot of thinking about the relationships in my life - friends and family. from what i understand from the discussions i've had with other bereaved parents {and grieving people in general} this - analyzing relationships - is common practice. i know i've made it known that we feel like we are truly fortunate to have our family and friends in our lives. not only that, but as i mentioned in my last post, i have been introduced to the very supportive BLM community. so our support system overall is strong and extensive.

with that said, i would be lying if i said that no one has disappointed me. and i would be lying if i said that no one's actions {or lack thereof} have hurt me. it's hard for me to wrap my head around the fact that, in my darkest hours, people i considered close are no where to be found. why some do not want to acknowledge what has happened to us, and to our little boy. and it's hard for me to comprehend why people i have never met before are more supportive than a few of my "friends".

but i get it. i have a really creepy aura around me now. i have had the unimaginable happen to me, and that makes some people too uncomfortable to be around me or call me. not many have had to experience losing a child, thankfully {this is truly a pain that i wouldn't wish on my worst enemy}. and not many know what to say {or not to say} to someone who is experiencing a heartache as intense as this. mostly because there are no words that can comfort a person experiencing a heartache as intense as this. i just wish these people understood that their silence and avoidance is hurtful as well...

so i just want to take this time to say thank you to all of my family, friends {IRL and virtual}, and fellow BLMs that have been there and been so supportive of D and i during this extremely difficult time. you have been my strength and my light on this journey through the darkness. we are truly blessed to have you in our lives. words will never be adequate enough to express how much you mean to us. but from the bottom of my broken heart - thank you. ♥

Sunday, November 21, 2010

Gone but *NEVER* forgotten...

another big thank you to ms. franchesca. yes, the same franchesca that did my blog layout. this time i'm thanking her for putting together Juju's Hope Collage.


in addition to Small Bird Studio, she also runs the blog Abiding Hope Collages. she creates these collages and uses this blog as a way to help bereaved parents remember their precious ones. of course once i found out about it, i knew i wanted to have one done in honor of Julius. and so i submitted the requested info, and she created his collage.

i also got a pleasant surprise a few days ago on facebook. i recently discovered and joined the blog and facebook fan page for Names On The Sidewalk. {SN: ms. tiffany, another fellow BLM {she lost her precious Genesis}, started this blog, like franchesca, as a way to honor {by writing their names on the sidewalk} the little ones that have left their mommas/families way too soon}. i remember thinking when i found the blog that i wanted to have this done for Juju, but it just kept slipping my mind to put in my request. then i got a fb notification that i had been tagged in a photo. and to my very pleasant surprise, i received a pic of Juju's name, so beautifully written, on the sidewalk...


i can not say enough good things about all of the fellow BLM women i have met {virtually or in person}. never in my life have i experienced this kind of love and support from essentially strangers. they have reached out to me, and let me know that they understand my pain and that they are walking with me on this long, hard journey that i am facing. though i have never met a majority of these women in real life, the bond that is formed with those that have experienced the pain of losing a child, is a very tight bond {it's like a sisterhood}.

none of us signed up to walk this road. none of us chose to be here. but this is our reality. we are bereaved parents - we have all had our hearts ripped out. and we are forced to continue on in life as incomplete beings. none of us can do it alone - i know i would be in a much darker place, mentally, if not for the support of all of these women. so i guess the saying is true...there *is* strength in numbers...

Friday, November 19, 2010

God, I miss his laugh...

when Juju started learning how to laugh, i would try to do everything i could to get him to. usually he just stared at me like i was crazy, but D could make him laugh every time...



i'm not really sure what i was thinking. i don't know why i thought i was strong enough today to watch this video. but i just needed to hear his laugh and see him in motion again. not sure if i was "ready" to see this when i clicked on it, which was evidenced by me running into the nearest conference room, shutting the door and starting my "sob-fest" {i usually go down to my car and have one there sitting next to his car seat, but obviously couldn't make it that far}. but then again, i don't know that i will ever be ready to see his videos again. right now, i'm still trying to catch my breath - it feels like i just got kicked in the gut. i just wanted to hear him again. God, i miss that laugh...

I will carry you, Juju...all my life