It's Friday...Again

Fridays will probably never be the same for me again.

Today, Friday, is seven weeks since I held Eli, since I inhaled his scent, since I watched him die. I don't need a calendar to measure, just like throughout the pregnancy I measured my weeks by Saturday I now measure my time without Eli by Fridays. This week has been hard emotionally. I received some news relating to Wyatt and Eli which I haven't quite figured out how to process and regurgitate so I'm holding onto it for now. It's the kind of news which eats away at your insides but the fear of sharing it is more powerful at the moment.


Because it's Friday and Eli is so in my heart, this is a picture of miniature daffodils (daffodils are Eli's birth flower) from our garden today.