I though I would take this to a side thread so I could have an outlet for my thoughts and not bring the tone of our parenting thread down. I need the *normal* in the parenting thread to remind me that life continues on and there is a world outside of this hell I am living in.
How do you deal with the fallout post the loss of your husband? The one who was your support, your partner, your lover, your friend? And how do you make sure the little people get what they need when you don't feel like you can give them anything at all?
I know it is not even 2 weeks since Greg died. I know this will take time (I believe it will take a lifetime and even then I will still feel the pain :(). But right now, I don't feel like I can do this solo parenting role and grieve at the same time.
My babies need me. They need me so very much right now. DS (not quite 3) is waking from sleep and sobbing for Daddy. He cries for Daddy when he gets into trouble. He has his dummy more often because (in his words) "I am grumpy, I miss Daddy". DD (nearly 16m) has been in a right mood, walking around the house and calling out for Daddy. She just can't say what she feels but she knows he is gone.
And me - here I am trying to grow our last baby together, trying to keep the babies together and trying to find some time to grieve. And I feel so very alone :( I have support. I have my parents here ATM. I will send them home next weekend so that we can start to find our new normal but I will still be surrounded by support. Yet, I am without the only person I really want or need. And I will be without him forever.
It still feels like a bad dream. It still feels like I could wake up and everything will be ok. But it isn't. It is real. I have seen the physical evidence. I was there when it happened. I buried him last week.
How can I be the parent I want and need to be when I never planned to do this alone? I was to share the rest of my life with this man that I took so long to find. We had already been through so much together. Why me? What did I do to be given this path?
I have people telling me how strong I am. That I am so brave. It is all a front. I have cried a lifetime of tears and continue to cry multiple times every day. Yes, I did a eulogy with composure and managed the funeral with composure but I sobbed through my practice run sitting next to Greg as I said goodbye to his physical body and I sobbed that evening when the exhaustion hit me and the loss of my entire life was in my face.
I need to get these things out of my head so that I can continue to function - because I am barely functioning. I need to be everything to these babies and make sure they don't suffer for something beyond the control of all of us. But we are suffering. And we will continue to suffer for many, many years to come.
There is no real purpose to this post. Very few people have to walk this path (thank goodness!!!!) But we are, and I need to let it out somewhere without someone telling me it will be ok. It may be - but it isn't today and it won't be tomorrow.

