Skip to main content

So Unfair

Thoughts go out to a dear family friend who lost her baby this morning. She was seven months pregnant. Something went terribly wrong very quickly, apparently, and doctors did a c-section. Services are likely to be this weekend.

I don't know much more than that. That's enough, though. It seems like I've heard way too many of these stories lately, of lost babies. Of lost hopes and dreams.

She and her husband have a son who's about 3 years old, and I'm guessing he was just figuring out that he was to have a baby brother or sister soon. How will they explain to him why the baby won't grow up. How will they explain to him why Mommy and Daddy are so sick and sad. How will he begin to understand this senselessness when we adults don't.

I just hope people have sense enough not to tell them things like "well at least you have your son." Or all those other dumb things people say when they're trying to be helpful and comforting yet don't have any idea how to.

K and B and little B...we love you.

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Holy Separated-At-Birth, Batman!

Gary Oldman...meet Uncle Knit-Knots from Imagination Movers.
Post a Comment
Read more

Hair

This has become the age-old question...Why do men hate short hair on women? I've been thinking about this a lot because my current style, an angled bob, requires a bunch of fussing every morning to get it to do anything. My favorite haircut of all time, as far as ease of care, was my pixie cut. I loved that I could wash it, gel it, and be done. No blow drying or flattening or curling. Just gel and go. Very sporty. I thought it looked cute. My husband has another opinion. The longer the better is his motto. Thing is, my hair becomes an unruly, tangled, nappy mop when it gets long. If I had all the time in the world and Jennifer Aniston's budget, I'd be more than happy to grow it long and have others style it every day. In real life, I guess I'd rather go for comfort and convenience. And if you ask me, I think the pixie is dang cute. I suspect heterosexual men aren't hot on short hair, in general, because it's too much like their own hair. No matter how much jewel
5 comments
Read more

Ho, Ho, Ho, How Many Times Can I Use "I'm too busy" as an Excuse?

I haven't had time to write. Work, swim meet volunteering, holiday decorating and shopping. But truthfully, I've not been in much of a mood to write anything anyway. Last night we put up the tree and Santa chachkies, and I drank my first egg nog of the season, so perhaps I'll be in a cheerier mood. Also, I have spent some time writing the annual Schoon holiday newsletter. If you happen to get a copy, treat it like a drinking game. Every time I make you roll your eyes, take a drink. Nog, wassail, Everclear. Whatever gets you through. One sure way to assist with merriment motivation is listening to Christmas carols. I'm not going to get into a debate over what truly constitutes a carol. You can "Jesus is the reason for the season" yourself until you turn blue; I generally lean toward the secular end of the holiday tune spectrum. And if you just gasped at my use of holiday instead of Christmas, go suck on a candy cane. It's my blog and my opinions. Deal.
2 comments
Read more