tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3810710399716902196.post5693376696189867936..comments2021-06-13T00:23:52.572-07:00Comments on Shattered Dreams: Degrees of LossGrace's Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15208469231684698972noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3810710399716902196.post-84968385859101104322013-07-29T11:40:04.225-07:002013-07-29T11:40:04.225-07:00I guess you were jealous of me then dear. It never...I guess you were jealous of me then dear. It never showed. Some boys in my community died a few days after Eva died. They were 14. Some unkind person told me that it would have been harder for those families to lose their child at 14 then for me to lose Eva at 10 months. At almost 2 years later I envy them their time with their sons and I'm sure they think I didn't know Eva long enough to miss her. There is no measuring loss or love or brokenheartedness. It all just sucks. Enjoy your rainbow my dear.<br />EmEmhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11910371746336686970noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3810710399716902196.post-32829776520381490562013-07-26T22:14:39.028-07:002013-07-26T22:14:39.028-07:00My oldest son was 3 when his little brother died. ...My oldest son was 3 when his little brother died. Even though I have been through a child loss now, I cannot even fathom the thought of my oldest son (now 6) dying. The thought fills me with absolute terror. Maybe because I lost his brother our bond is even stronger than it was before or maybe because, since I've lost one child, I KNOW what it feels like now. It's kind of funny that you used to be jealous of people who got to know their babies and hold them and talk to them. I used to be jealous of those who didn't. Then, when pregnant with my daughter, I suffered a partial placental abruption at 22 weeks and was told that she was going to be born that night and "might live a few hours." She held on until 37 weeks. The thought of losing her was horrifying, especially since she was my "rainbow baby." I don't think there is a better or worse. It's all different and it all just sucks. <br /><br />www.lifeaftersids.blogspot.com Rebeccahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01584804886565484963noreply@blogger.com