Le Tres Grand Sigh…
On Tuesday, around 1:00, I found out that our friend Anita was just over four months pregnant. A couple of years ago, she had two or three miscarriages in one year, then she & Patrick adopted their son DeShaun when he was just born. They hadn’t been telling very many people b/c they were nervous since she’d had some problems early on.
Around 5:00 on Tuesday, I got an email that she’d just found out that the baby had died. Le tres grand sigh. Please toss up a prayer for Patrick & Anita. Yesterday was Patrick’s birthday, and instead of celebrating, they had to visit the doctor to find out what the next step would be. So, so sad. Even Thing One was asking the obvious, deep questions like How many babies have to die for that lady? So, so, so sad.
that’s so sad. I feel for her so much, i just can’t imagine the joy of being pregnant turning into that sadness though I know it happens more than we’d like to think
kat, it was further complicated by the fact that they weren’t trying to get pregnant, so they’re having to fight through those feelings of “God, why did you make us get pregnant, then let the baby die?”