Wednesday, October 15, 2008

It's hurts enough! Why add to it!?

Today I was feeling a bit better. I was getting that happy feeling back inside of me. The real happy feeling - the one that let's me know that things are going to be OK.

Then, I get home from work at check the mail. Fabulous! There's a thing from Pampers, and on the front, it asks, "Ready for the big day?". I wanted to yell at that piece of paper in my hand, but realized I would look like a nut job had I done so. So, I rolled my eyes and I opened the the envelope. As soon as I tore away the stub, and peered inside, my heart sank. There, right inside, was a tiny, newborn sized diaper. I pulled it out and just stared at it. My stomach turned, and I just breathed a heavy sigh. What am I supposed to do with this little thing? This cute little diaper that would have been for Cameron.

I decided I was going to dub it "Camerons' first diaper" and I put it in his box with all of his other things.

Have I said yet how much I hate this? Yeah? Well, I'm going to say it again, and probably a thousands times more after today.



Mrs. Mother said...

I sort of know how you feel. I got a huge book of baby items from Wal-Mart the other day that was all about registering. I threw it to Brian, and he just said, "I'll get rid of it." I wish there was a way to stop all of that stuff from coming.

Mrs. Mother said...

I also wanted to let you know that I am remembering Cameron today on Pregnancy and Infant Loss Awareness and Remembrance Day.