Distractions

I thought about writing a full fledged post, but in the end, I don't think I care too...

Recovery is a long road, and I'll be honest, I feel like there is more and more bad things happening, and while I know there's still good, it's hard not to feel defeated.

Especially when you think that you're done crying and your husband comes home and you cry all over him...again...

I'm tired. And this week, I feel defeated. I feel defeated, useless, and very very very empty.

And for as tired as I am, I'm not sleeping. Maybe one day I will share the art that I've made since...yeah...

Here's the thing that no one tells you about miscarriages, I'm a mother, I am. I just don't get to hold my baby...yeah...wrap your mind around that one...

I'm still on that minute by minute processing...and it's still rough a lot of the days...

BUT
Tomorrow, I am FINALLY getting to do a photo shoot and me and some friends are going to get VERY dressed up, we're gonna go out, and we're just gonna pretend for a moment that we're young and carefree and nothing can touch us.

I think sometimes, we just need distractions, and right now, I need one....