Today I would have been 24 weeks.
Today we would have reached viability.
On many of the days leading up to this would-be-milestone, what dominated our thoughts was how very long this road still would have been. And of course viability is not a guarantee, there would still have been so many hurdles.
But today, I am mainly sad we didn’t have a chance.
All the bleeding and concerns and the in and out of the hospital last week somehow interrupted my grieving for my babies. It was a calmer time between two storms. Now I have new waves of grief crashing over me.