Killing me with “kindness”

 
 
This is fair warning that I’m slowly starting to get annoyed and that if it wasn’t for my daily affirmations you might see me on the cover of a tabloid with an intro that reads something like “Fed-up bereaved mother been found guilty of killing ‘well wishers’ with household items”

The reason for my murderous rampage would probably stem from “well wishers” insinuating that I have somehow brought Logan’s death on myself.

I swear if one more person tells me to “look after myself THIS TIME”, “not to fall back into my old habits”, “look after THIS one” I am going to FLIP.

What on earth do people think I got up to while pregnant with Logan? Drunken binges followed by bungee jumping? I still miss him so much it hurts! how dare you insinuate that I didn’t do my very best to keep him safe!

Other people may think I’m being sensitive,but with all the emotional turmoil that comes with neonatal death I personally think I have every right to be annoyed. When people tell me things like:

 – “Stop prancing around in your high heels-you saw what happened last time” (What the heck do heels have to do with anything, besides I was too swollen to wear heels last time and I wear heels like once a week this time-flats are just easier right now)
– “Dress warmer or do you want history to repeat itself” (As far as I remember I did not freeze Logan to death!!!)
– “Why would you wear black again, it’s bad luck, you saw what happened” (The colour of your clothes has no effect on the viability of a pregnancy, you are bad luck, GO AWAY)
– “Hope you are not running around like you did last time, that could have easily caused the problems” (Are you stupid? I spent all my time at work or in bed with my legs elevated? Run around? I couldn’t if I wanted to! – That aside blaming an active lifestyle for a child’s death is STUPID)
 
Those are just some of the comments I get! makes me think people are stupid and just like to hear themselves speak! Here is what happened to me:

I had  A placental abruption which is a serious condition in which the placenta partially or completely separates from your uterus before your baby’s born.

The condition can deprive your baby of oxygen and nutrients, and cause severe bleeding that can be dangerous to you both. A placental abruption also increases the risk that your baby will have growth problems (if the abruption is small and goes unnoticed), be born prematurely, or be stillborn.
Placental abruption happens in about one in 150 pregnancies. It’s most common in the third trimester but can happen any time after 20 weeks.

I DID NOTHING TO CAUSE THIS AND DO NOT APPRECIATE INSINUATIONS TO THE CONTRARY!!!
Okay, vent over, I know most people are just trying to help, and everyone has a foot in mouth incident now and again (I have too, oh so many times) but hopefully at least one person who stumbles across this post will think twice before giving others “advice” that hurts more than it helps

Back to reality

I took a hiatus from working and blogging and – if things had worked as planned – thinking. But I have one of those over active minds that never shut up! with my Godmothers cancer diagnosis and Rob dealing with the death of his dad, not to mention my paranoia regarding the baba and residual sadness about this year as a whole, I’m pretty sure the week was not nearly enough “down time”
I don’t have much to say this morning, it’s more of a hey I’m back, see you around sort of post…
So hey, see you around 🙂

 

Here are some quotes that really speak to me, there is one for every day of the week 🙂


keeping the faith in the storm

I come from one of those families where each one of your aunts has been a mother to you in one way or another… I have always been close to one of my aunts in particular, my dads oldest sister and my Godmother. She has always been wise beyond her years and one of the most spiritual people you will ever meet. She totally indulged my need for reading everything I could get my hands on and had the best collection of old magazines EVER!!! And since she never had children of her own, she understands our battle with bringing our own into the world oh too well…Why am I bringing this up? Well she’s battling serious health problems at the moment and my head and heart are in competition to see which 1 is more screwed up. The news came on the eve of Rob’s dad’s funeral and needless to say we are back to that old familiar helpless feeling experienced with Logan, Mso, Kayla, Robs Dad, Mechelle’s hubby (all this year)… The “why can’t I fix this” feeling! The “why can’t I make it ok” feeling! The “God reveal your plan Please” feeling! The difference between the loved ones mentioned before and my aunt is that while we mourn for them we can still pray and hope for her, I’m determined to keep the faith…even though my faith is like a pencil sharpened all the way to the eraser I’m barely holding on to the little eraser part, but I’m still holding on…I love her far too much to let go… Like my good friend Sal says “THERE IS ALWAYS HOPE” I’ve taken off a week from work and “life” to just get my mind right and to help out where I can… This means I will only be back on blogesphere next week…I’m on break all over you see 😉 -You can’t change the direction of the wind, you can only adjust your sails

last day of challenge

So today I have to confess something. . .

I’m pretty open so don’t have deep dark secrets but I can confess that this year has truly been a tough one, so tough I find myself not always recognising “Eleanor” behind all the sadness confusion and decisions that have to be made, I’m overwhelmed right now, that’s my confession I need a nap!

Day 8 . . . turn ons

I’m not having the best day, morning sickness kicking my ass and Robs dad passed away yesterday so it emotional and physical Bleurghness!
but here goes anyway

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3 TURN ONs. . .

1. sense of humour

2. intelligence

3. humility