I'm not feeling a lot better today. Still feeling guilty and like shit. Still missing my babies and still being a crap mom to my living child. Living child. Up until the loss I was entering a world of terms like multiples, singleton, twins, etc. Now, it's living and nonliving.
I broke down last night to my husband who insisted on a counseling appt. I called and we have one set for next thurs 6/11 at 10:00 am.
Oh and some good news. I've lost a lot of weight and now weight the least I've ever weighed as an adult. Maybe I can do about 4 more lbs to give me wiggle room.