"Mrs McKillop, why did your baby die?"
It tears me up but only because it's someone - a child - saying aloud the question that goes through my head every second of every hour of every day.
Feel very sad today basically. It has been 2 months today since we lost Isla. I should be 8 months pregnant and going on maternity in 2 weeks.
Work is so hard and I don't know how I'm going to keep going with such a difficult class. It's so difficult and draining. I find myself shaking with sadness at times and at others I feel so lost and confused I can't remember what I'm even doing.