I had a horrible weekend.. DH and I fought about stupid stuff pertaining to what we'd like to do to help our families remember our daughter.
I said things I shouldn't have, and I hurt DH's feelings.. we made up, and I felt terrible, and I was totally raw all weekend. I cried at the drop of a hat.
I have a weird feeling that this weekend would have been the weekend that Maddie would have been born if she'd gone full term. I dunno. I could be wrong.
I talked to the pastor's wife after church yesterday, and she was sooo understanding. She'd been through the same thing, and she knew just what to say. She's so nice.
You never know when people ask, "how are you doing?" whether they're asking how I'm coping with the loss, or how I'm doing in general.
come on, I just want the holidays to be over!
I don't test till January 2nd...the day I go back to work.