Next week will be 3 months since Ethan was taken from us. He must have been taken from us. He couldn't have simply died. Babies don't die. Going into labour results in bringing a baby home, not just his footprints, handprints and a piece of his hair.
I'm having a really hard time with the 3 month mark. Month 1 was pretty crappy too. But 3 months is already 1/4 of a year. It's so hard to believe that this time has passed. There are so many things I should be doing right now but mourning the loss of my baby is not one of them.
