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| Lexie's Garden |
Three and a half years ago we said goodbye to our rainbow baby Lexie, my granddaughter.
Everyone finds their own path whilst grieving. Some are broken and struggle to continue, some keep to themselves and hide their feelings, some hit out their pain and hurt anyone and everyone around them, some move on quicker than others.
The father tries to comfort the mother, as well as deal with his own grief.
The mother is lost. Broken. Part of her is missing. She can’t function, she wants answers, and as her body is repairing itself, her heart continues to break.
Time, understanding and talking helps.
Lexie now has a sister and more recently, a brother. Both of these pregnancies were very stressful for everyone concerned. Ongoing scans and tests right up to delivery (remembering that everything was good with Lexie until 24hrs after her last scan).
My daughter insisted they delivered the babies early, which proved to be for the best. All was good.
I have found that people don’t know how to talk about the loss of a baby. People ask me how many grandchildren do I have. I answer 6, with 1 in heaven. Some people have suggested we should “let go” of Lexie. How do you?
I think of her every day. Every day. The worse times are her anniversary and Christmas, there is always lots of kids around, but one is, and always will be, missing….
It can only be so much worse for the parents. Having more babies helps, but it will never replace the little girl they lost.
Grandmother Lee
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