Tulip
When I could finally breathe again, I wiped my eyes and said, "Thank you for that. It has been so hard these past few years. I went from not knowing that I was pregnant, although I suspected. The doctors kept telling me that I wasn't. To waking up in the hospital with my legs gone and my tiny little son in an incubator and the doctors telling me that he may not make it. Holding him in my arms as he took his last breath was the hardest thing that I have ever been through. Even compared to the hell that I went through after I lost him. For the longest time, I have felt so empty, like I was missing a huge part of myself. And I know how that sounds, considering the fact that I'm missing my legs. But this goes beyond that. The legs were easy to replace, but my son is not. And I miss him
