Friday, May 6, 2011

the flight of the dragonfly...

Depending on the source you read, you may find that the Dragonfly has a lifespan of only one day (this is really only true in the Mayfly, a relative).  This means that in that one day, the Dragonfly (I choose the dragonfly for aesthetic purposes...) will live its life to the fullest extent possible for that one day.  The Japanese see the dragonfly as a symbol of courage, strength, and happiness.  I believe that Savannah Grace showed all of these qualities, and evoked all of the same, in the little time she spent with us on this Earth...
Savannah's service was less than a week before classes started up again.  I have been going through the motions in school, something that I have been waiting my entire life to study and pursue, and I can give little else.  I tried to determine what would be the best time to return and in the end decided for immediately because the alternative would be staring at walls for the next three months.  I know that I've blown my 4.0, but I honestly don't care at the moment.  There are more important things at stake, like my own personal sanity...  I think it is more important to attempt to get back out there, make my self available to the world around me.  
Each day I (to steal from Sleepless in Seattle) get out of bed every morning, breathe in and out... then after awhile I won't have to remind myself to get out of bed and breathe in and out..."   Some days I look at her pictures and find myself looking at her urn over and over.  Some nights I can't sleep because I spend my time remembering the night I was in labor, and the morning she arrived and left...  Those are days (nights. rather) that I find that I cannot MAKE myself fall asleep no matter how hard I try...
There are times that I have difficulty thinking of myself as a mother because she wasn't here long enough to make me a "mother", and that I did something wrong and caused her death even though any discussion with the medical personnel dissuades that.  Apparently, even though I was in the doctor's office a couple of days before her birth, but nothing was able to be found.  That's the case in situations of an incompetent uterus, where the uterus isn't strong enough to hold the baby in when she (or he) reaches a certain weight. It wouldn't have mattered in this case, just something that can be combatted in the future...  as if that's supposed to be a comfort....
There were very special things done for me this evening to let me know that I will always be thought of as a mother.  I reacted in a way that is far less than what is due to those who made the gestures. I was surprised by the gifts and therefore didn't know how to react.  I was overwhelmed.  It hurts my heart to know that I showed less than the love and affection that was due and I hope that those involved will be able to forgive me.  The night before that had been wonderful.  My family and I had been at an adaptation of "Chicago" at a local theatre and the laughter I felt was irreplaceable...

Tuesday, April 19, 2011

You've Got to Start Somewhere...

Allow me to introduce you to Savannah Grace Thompson, my beautiful daughter...
She was born at 3:55am on Saturday, March 26, 2011.
Born at only twenty-two weeks and three days, she wasn't yet strong enough to survive, and she passed one hour and ten minutes later...

We were forced to gain a whole lifetime of love and affection in that short amount of time.
How does one do that exactly?  How do you get your head around the idea that not only did you lose her, but that she came and went before you ever even expected her to arrive?  One day you're drawing argyle designs on the nursery room walls and making a list of those who you'd like to see at your baby shower, imagining what she will look like and falling in love with her little kicks and punches ~ the next day you "just don't feel right" and end up traveling by ambulance to a high risk unit to try to stop a birth that is far too early.

I was lucky enough to have most of those people who are important to me in the room when she was born.  They got to hold her and talk to her, to be part of her life and fall in love with her as I had over the past few months.  That is a gift that I could not imagine being without...

It all happened so fast.  Too fast.  And now I have to figure out how to heal.