At the dentist this morning:
How is the new baby?
He's great, thank you!
Bennett, right?
Wow, you have a good memory!
Thank you, I make an effort to remember these things.
She walks around, readying instruments, adjusting the chair. She sits.
How is Charlotte liking her little brother?
...
Charlotte was our first, the one who died.
Oh, I'm sorry! I thought you had three. A little girl, Charlotte, and Bennett.
No, no, just the two.
"What can you do in those moments when sadness is another element in the air, just as real as hydrogen and oxygen and nitrogen? What can you do but simply sit there and breathe it in, feeling it in each long and heavy breath? - Lorna Landvik, Welcome to the Great Mysterious.
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Never stings any less, does it? You know they mean well.
But still.
Never, never, never does it change for us.
xoxoxoxoxo
(((hugs))) people just don't think... so very sorry momma! <3
She makes an effort to remember these things, but didn't remember such a huge, HUGE thing. I wonder if she went home beating herself up a little bit. I sure would have.
It's almost funny that she says she tries to remember these things and then completely screws up on the HUGEST, MOST IMPORTANT part. I mean, seriously, she remember's Bennett's name but forgets Charlotte is dead? Really?!
Oh, wow. I'll bet she had a hard time getting to sleep last night. It's the sort of comment that would be hard to quit beating oneself up over.
How horrible. My flippin' OB said something similar to me at my 6 week post partum visit after we lost Caroline. I changed OB's the second I could. How could he forget?? I hated that I had to sit there and smell that doctors office smell and tell him "Remember, she passed away."
:(
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