Sunday, December 31, 2006

Reflections on the last day of the year

It's a strange holiday to celebrate the eve of a New Year - remember the old friends we've forgotten so we can forget them again...or something like that.

I am trying to put on my brave face. I hate today. December 31st still only reminds me of what I've lost. I know as with all anniversaries of sad things, they eventually soften in their meaning because we can't spend our lives in negative space. But on this 5th anniversary, the pain is still raw.

I found out I was pregnant with our first child on April 28, 2001. We did what I think most married couples do when they receive that expected news - we went shopping. We held up tiny little clothes. We tried to imagine how this small person would change our lives. In my mind, I was already picturing a little boy running circles around my life, knocking stuff over. Just 2 days later, when the obstetric nurse grimaced and said she couldn't say whether this pregnancy was doomed, the little boy was already graduating cum laude from Yale. He was in love with a pretty brunette who was going on to law school, and they were packing up their things in our old Buick and moving to the Midwest.

It wasn't a dream that fleeting away in a moment. It was 6 weeks of "things look bleak" or "things might still be OK". It wasn't until after our 5th anniversary that the nightmare was finally over. Then through four months of waiting to find out if we'd be able to have children. Once that was over, there was still December 31st that came without the little boy I'd dreamed about, and there was the terror that accompanied the first few weeks of our 3 subsequent pregnancies.

I know from the other losses I've had in my life that eventually, I will stop picturing the little boy sitting earnestly in front of his birthday cake. Eventually New Year's Eve will go back to being a fun day to spend with friends rather than the psychological equivalent of grinning while holding on with white knuckles. But it's not today. Today I'm sad.

7 comments:

Bud Weiser, WTIT said...

It is understandable. And regretable. The most important and beautiful part was that you were able to have children. Keep that memory. It could have worked out the other way.

Now I am not objective. But I think you have the most beautiful children in the world. And of course, so did I. I love you Heather!

I hope you and Alec have a terrfic evening. Happy New Year Princess!

Dad

Navilyn said...

I'm truly sorry to hear that! But, at least you can look at what you have NOW, and be thankful...

My wife waited 5 years for our daughter Chloe! God answers all prayers, even if we don't like the answer...

Anyway, here's looking to a brilliant 2007!

karen said...

I think you understand how precious children are in more ways than I can comprehend.

Fraukow said...

That little boy may not have been given a chance for anything else, but he has your love. It may casue you pain every year, but he deserves to be remembered. Hugs from me for a Happy New Year filled with joy, love and peace.

Kicking N. Screaming said...

It could be that that little soul, denied entry to this world that time, made it on the next attempt...it was just waiting for the right body (and to be planted in the right spot), and Lauren's was more suitable than the first try.

Epiphany Alone said...

Thank you all for your comments!

Mimi Lenox said...

What a touching and poignant post. I'm sorry for your loss. You'll likely never truly forget your little boy, but he will always be with you. Thanks for sharing him with us.