not my life

Sometimes I think about what happened - to Finn, to us, to me, and I think there's no way that's real. It couldn't have happened. Photos of him and us look like somebody else's. That couldn't haven't happened to me. I couldn't have had that and lost that.

Too many people don't know how precious it is to get pregnant, to stay pregnant, to birth a healthy baby, and keep that baby for the rest of their life. It's so, so precious. So fragile.

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