Today sucks. It's just one of those bad days. I actually had a rough week. We finally got the last piece of baby furniture. We ordered it in July and were suppose to get it in November, but that didn't happen. It got back ordered and then they said it would be after the first of the year. Finally we got it. I am happy that we picked nice furniture and a crib that can be converted into a full size bed. It's nice quality. I'm not ready yet to do anything to the bedroom, but it's nice that we finally got the other piece of furniture. It still made me sad. I never thought furniture would make me sad. Then today, my sister in law asked my stepdaughter if she would babysit for her on Valentine's Day. It made me sad to think that she should have been babysitting for my husband and I instead. Then I talked with my friend today who was talking about her daughter teething. That also made me very sad. I wonder what my son would have been like now. My friends daughter and son were the same age. I hate that things make me so sad all the time. I cant stand the fact that some days I can be a friend and some days I just can't stand to here about other peoples kids. I know if my son was here, I could have those conversations with family and friends but now they make me sad. I wish I could just close myself off from the world and not have to ever hear about it again. Why is it that people don't understand that I've lost my son and conversations that I could have had now must change because I do get sad? Thank you all for listening and letting me vent about my rough day. HUGS to everyone. I wish you all peace and comfort each and every day.
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