Where is my daughter? Why is my belly so flat? My heart so empty? The house so quiet? Where is my baby? She’s been taken, but no one is looking for her. Help me help me, somebody, my baby’s been taken…
These are the thoughts of a babyloss mom at midnight…
“And when we got home, well we just started chopping wood,
Because you never know how next year will be,
And we’ll gather all our arms can carry,
I have lost to february.”
-Dar Williams