I've changed in the following ways:
* My innocence around pregnancy and childbirth is gone
* I don't have a lot to give to my friends anymore
* Instead of books I'm reading on my bedside table, I now have an urn of my babies ashes.
* I've gone from extremely extroverted to extremely introverted
* I'm much more cautious and worry much more about things happening to those I love
* I'm much more aware of all the heartbreak there is out there around having babies
* I'm more protective of myself and my time. If I don't want to go to whatever it is, I'll just say no
I know all of these changes won't be permanent but some of them are here to stay.
We did another meditation where we focused on the parts of our bodies. As we went through this, she made a comment that grief is held in our lungs. I wonder if this is why so many of us have anxiety attacks that seem to play out as trouble breathing?
We did a card reading where we all took a card and tried to interpret it for ourselves. I pulled out 'Self-discipline'. When I looked at it, I thought 'why should I have to be self-disciplined while I have to learn to live with Matilda dying'. So when it was my turn to interpret I said I couldn't really see it as something applying to me at the moment. Enhsa said that sometimes self-discipline can mean the discipline of giving ourselves a break and maybe I should start with random acts of kindness to myself. Well that sounded much better and I've decided to start trying to find some happiness again without the guilt that normally accompanies it. Whether this is possible yet, I'm not sure. But I can try.