Thursday, March 26, 2015

Sometimes there are not so great days

Our children make me so happy, Brandon too, however this is not what I am talking about. I went on our blog back to 2008 today and turned into a blubbering mess reading both happy and sad moments.

Every day six years ago I would look at our beautiful precious babies and think about Cody.  I was and still am so angry, mad and frustrated about losing him and still not knowing why.  I would often wonder what it would have been like if there was that other boppy on the floor or another swing or crib in the nursery.  No matter what I did or how hard I tried, I could not get past these thoughts.  I struggled so much and hate that I felt this way.  I felt that I was taking something away from our children who were there in front of me that my body fought so hard to keep on this earth with us.

It took three years for me to stop being as angry and upset as I was the day we lost him. I truly never mourned losing Cody when he passed. I tried to stay as positive as possible and in good spirits to save our three other precious little ones.  Once they were here, I honestly did not have the time to mourn him as we were so busy trying to survive the first year and enjoy every moment, it has continued this way ever since. There have been triggers that would set me off all the time in the first few years and now the same things that used to send me into a crying fit make me smile and look up and think of our son. It seemed that every show we watched, every place we went, and everything I read on the internet had someone named Cody.  I am not sure if this was God trying to get me to mourn or letting me know he was always with me. I don’t know that I want to mourn him especially since I still think of him every day and say good night to him every night.

Today, as much as I think of Cody, I am able to enjoy our lives so much more and talk about him when asked.  I am still a mother to quadruplets, however when people ask in passing we say triplets.  If Elizabeth or Madison are with me they do sometimes say no we are quadruplets and then I will explain that our son is with God. Don’t get me wrong, I still have what I tell Brandon are bad moments or bad days and I am so thankful he is understanding and lets me have my time.

In a way I feel so lucky, yes this may sound weird, however I am lucky that I get to look at Logan and know what Cody would look like and will for the rest of his life. I am lucky that Elizabeth is so spiritual and has talked about Cody since she has been able to talk. She told me she had another brother before we ever talked about him with her.  The girls almost daily ask to hug and kiss Cody, this may seem weird and odd to some, however it works for us and the kids were and are connected to him.  Logan, I think, understands everything, he is a smart little cookie and we have had many conversations and he listens to Lizy talk about their other brother often.

My heart will never be healed from losing our son, but he is such a big part of our lives in a small way. Our children have helped their mother heal and grieve. They may never know how much their love and compassion for their brother they knew in the womb has meant to me and gotten me through so many difficult times.  I would be lost without Logan, Elizabeth, Madison and Brandon.  I need and want to say a huge THANK YOU from the bottom of my heart and the depth of my soul for healing me and loving me when I have been down and you may never have known why.  I hope and pray one day you read this and know what your love and kindness can do for others.

My love always ~ Your Mother and Wife

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

What a beautiful memory for Cody and your family as well. Your honesty is such a blessing and I think it's awesome the way your girls refer to being "quads".
May God always bless you and your family. I've followed your blog since you were pregnant!! Tammy xoxo