My stomach is in knots and my heart is filled with tears as I sit here and attempt to comprehend how this awful disease can take the lives of 2 babies in the same family.
Kerry is being induced tomorrow morning, on Easter. It’s cruel and unfair but her body is quickly deteriorating and the focus is now on maternal life vs. fetal. Baby Josey is just too small for much to be done.
I’m here (not in KY like I wish I was), I am going to hold Kerry’s hand from afar. I can only do so much, just because I have been through this doesn’t make it any easier on Kerry. I guess I am just someone she can turn to that ‘knows’ and we all know how valuable those women are that each have in our life after we lost our babies. I am going to do as much as I can with my heavy heart, even if it’s just to be able to listen.
I don’t have much more to say, I had a fun post about our trip to Disney all drafted up. But now it doesn’t seem so fun anymore. This is just heartbreaking.