2 months on

It was just two short months ago that our baby girl died.  Though I cry less, the weeping is deeper and longer.  And though the days are no longer a haze, each day is a concerted effort to face the children and pregnant women at work, in shopping centres and public spaces.

I want to be pregnant again, but I want my body to heal fully.  I want more children, but I am acutely aware that another child will not replace the one that I've lost.

It is painful today, 2 months on...