Lost

This last week has been bearable. I have been busy catching up with my first graders! THey are just happy to have their teacher back. The consensus was that my baby was in heaven. No one has mentioned anything since! So when I am with them, I don't really think much! It's when I am alone is the problem. I still can't believe it and it's so hard to talk or think about it. I want the milky boobs and the unstoppable bleeding to  go away so I can at least feel normal. I feel like it's a constant reminder!! I am so angry to be at this place again..