Here I am... up late again.
I am finding it hard to get to bed/sleep once again. I feel anxious and upset and when I lay in bed my head replays everything about Claire’s birth and the little time we had with her all over again.
Wednesdays are particularly hard on me. I find myself looking at the clock all day recounting in my mind what I was doing at that exact hour on “that” day.
It is comforting in a way. I am so afraid I will forget.
In another way, I just want my brain to shut down for a bit and let me get some much needed sleep.
