Today I got a phone call from the University of Utah, wanting to do a survey about my "still born" son. Well I instantly informed them that he was not still born and that we had a live delivery and birth, but that he died shortly after birth. She said she could still do the survery so I figured why not. I was asked some very interesting questions. Do I feel like it was my fault he died? Has someone blamed me for his death? Did I have a good support system? Did I experience suicidal thoughts after his death? Did I feel alone? Did I come from a good family? It got me thinking about women out there who do deal with the loss of a child, and maybe they are alone and don't have someone to turn to. I know there are so many support groups out there, and what not, but sometimes it's good to have at least ONE person family or friend to be there for you. At the moment in time when I lost Easton, it felt like time stopped, I felt like I would never leave the empty hollow place I was in. But of course, we do.
I had a pretty emotional day on Friday, Karson's birthday. Part of it was due to the flood in our basement, that my house was in disarry, that Karson didn't get a good nap in, but it was also because I was thinking about Easton. I was wondering what his first birthday would have been like, and what his personality would be like. I missed him. It made me so thankful for Karson in my life, but I missed my Easton.
The survery asked me questions if I still thought about that day, do I think about Easton, etc I almost got a little choked up during the survey, but I pulled through. I just wanted to say THANK YOU to my amazing family and friends, you all know who you are, who supported me through this. I also wanted to say thanks to Tyler. I was a basketcase for about 3 months, and it was intense, but through it all he stood by my side, and let me cry through the night and sleep with a teddy bear, I just needed something to hold onto and not let go for awhile. Tyler watched the light leave my eyes and slowly come back. It was almost two years ago, but sometimes it feels like it was yesterday and other times it feels like it was far, far away. My heart aches for women who experience the loss of a child and feel like they don't have a support system, never once did I feel like hurting myself, or drifting off into a deep depression, and I know that was because of the people in my life. Yes I was sad, upset, quiet, lost, confused, but I was strong and I survived the aching pain.
Any way I guess the survey just got me thinking about some things!