I'd just like to take a minute and address something. This is MY blog. I can post whatever I want, whenever I want, and about whoever I want. This is MY blog.
This is MY blog. This is MY place to vent, grieve, rant, gloat, or talk about nothing. If I want to complain about the fact that my grass is dying in my back yard, I can! I don't care if people around the country would kill for my little bit of grass. If I want to complain about MY yard on MY blog, than I will! If I want to complain about my children, then I will! If I want to complain about the price of beans in China, then I will!
I'm having a lot of pregnancy symptoms right now, but I refrain from complaining about this at all because I feel so blessed to be this far into my pregnancy. However, if I wanted to, I could, because this is MY blog. Mine, mine, MINE!
And, guess what! Even though I'm pregnant, I still HURT! God is healing me, but I still have deep wounds from my losses. I don't care how many children I go onto have, I'll always miss the ones that passed too soon. They'll always have a place in my heart, and I'm sure that I will never completely heal. So, yeah, I do vent sometimes about my pain. I vent because I'm a real person. A person with wounds, pains, and hurts. A viable pregnancy doesn't change that. Two live children don't change the fact that I miss my lost babies. Two children and a pregnancy doesn't change the embarrassment I feel because my body doesn't work like everyone else's.
There are people out there like me. Ones who have children who have lost babies. They hurt. They grieve. I want them to know that they are not alone. Its okay to hurt, okay to grieve, okay to be angry, okay to question God.
If you don't like it, feel free to leave.
If you don't leave, I'd just like to remind you: If you don't have something nice to say, don't say it at all.