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As we were leaving, both Jon and I were obviously in an an extremely awesome mood - due to Sweet Pea being healthy!!! As we were nearing the exit, there was this girl sitting in a chair crying. Her dh/df was next to her and some lady was consoling her.
Suddenly I didn't feel so well and felt so bad for the poor girl. Seeing her sitting there crying brought me back to last year after Jon and I got the horrible news that Katrina wouldn't survive. I remember we were sitting in the cafeteria waiting for our next appointment (which we knew we were going to get awful news) and I was just sobbing and sobbing with tons of people staring at me. I don't want to assume, but I think it's pretty obvious that this poor girl obviously got some sort of bad news today - whether she found out that her baby didn't make it or found out that her baby had something horribly wrong...and it broke my heart seeing her crying like that - I almost started crying myself. I wished I could have just gone up to her and given her a shoulder to cry on.
that brings back memory's for me....I remember coming out of my doctor's office the first time, and people staring at me as I cried...Then when I came back, the room was full of people, I felt like everyone was looking at me, but I couldn't stand the thought of looking at anyone else, I just stared ahead as I cried
I heard a woman sobbing in L&D last night (while I was there for severe bleeding ) and I just wanted to find her and hug her. I remember only too well in February when I cried on the same ward over Ethan, and I just wanted to tell the woman I heard that it will be alright, that she's strong enough to survive whatever made her sad.
Makes me glad that there wasn't anyone in the hallways when I was wheelchaired down to my car after delivering Cora.
Although, there was one lady that I had chatted with in the waiting room of my OB's office, waiting for that terrible ultrasound, who passed me afterward at Walmart when I went to get my ambien prescription filled and tell Matt's manager he wouldn't be in the next day. I had chatted with her like nothing was wrong, etc, but she saw me walking down the aisle with tears in my face and I saw the question in her eyes. I turned a corner so she couldn't ask, I just didn't have it in me right then. I hated that feeling that everyone was staring at me.
Sometimes I wonder what they would say if you actually had said something. You don't want to intrude, but...what would I have said if and angel mommy had seen me and got the courage to give me a hug? I don't know.