I have been following a celebrity* who lost her daughter. I don’t know the exact reason why her baby only lived for 27 days, but I have been heartbroken ever since I learned of her situation. She did everything in her power to provide for her little one. Gave her precious milk to help her baby fight for her life. After everything has been said and done, they still lost the child. The pretty little girl was given her wings. Every time I think about this, I get this feeling that my heart is being squeezed. It’s so painful that I have to divert my attention to something else because I will start crying.
Today she shared her child’s photo. I got very emotional and started hyperventilating. I don’t know how she does it because I’d probably go crazy if this happened to me. I can not bear the thought of losing my child.
Hey there! I’m a mom of two who loves to crochet. Balancing work and motherhood is crazy, but I handle it with love and humor. With my eldest entering her tween years, the chaos just got a whole lot more interesting!
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