My arms, perfect for cradling you, are left empty.
My hips, perfect for carrying you, are left bare.
My breasts, perfect for feeding you, are left swollen and aching.
My belly, perfectly stretched so you could grow, is left loose and lonely.
My eyes, eager to stare at you for hours, are left gray with despair.
My mind, planning our perfect future with you, is left lost.
My heart, loving you in everything, is left broken.
~NMW
I just read your birth story and am at home crying my eyes out for you, your family and your precious son. I am so, so, so deeply sorry for your loss.
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