Re: Death of my daughter
After I lost my fourth baby to premature birth in Feb, we had a dog stray to our house in April. She was lactating, I was too since I was actively pumping and donating my breast milk to an adopted preemie as a tribute to our son. My husband and I bonded with this Momma Beagle and eventually over a three week period, she brought us five puppies. Allowing me to find homes for the puppies was difficult enough on my husband and me but when I sent the stray Momma Beagle to a new home, we both cried. We already had three dogs and I didn't think that we needed a fourth. When he went back to work, I knew who would do the lion's share of the training and care for her if she stayed. Three days later the people who adopted her said she wasn't working out due to severe separation anxiety so we both rushed out to pick her up. Now I've been working in 100+ degree heat to dig fence posts and put up a fence that will keep her and the others in. She has been a member of our family ever since. I think we both projected on her a bit after we lost our son but she is a welcome member of our family and gives the best cuddles (when she isn't chewing up the remote control or pooping in the house.)
Everyone grieves differently and at different rates. It doesn't hit all at once and gradually, consistently get better for us. It comes in waves and they'll hit you when you least expect it. I'll think I'm all cried out and doing fine and then I'll have an unexpected tug on my heartstrings that brings tears to my eyes. Learn about yourself and how to spot the indicators so that you can take a time out when you need it and encourage your husband to do the same. Every time you wish you had your baby in your arms, cuddle that puppy and whisper in her ear. Who knows, maybe your husband needs her for that too?
Last edited by Jazzmin; 08-01-2012 at 10:57 PM.