I know you mean well...but, how dare you?

I know you mean well when you say to have another baby. But really, how dare you???

Do you mean to say that my QMM and AMM are so easily replaceable? Yes, I understand that another child would bring his or her own joys, but that void left by QMM and AMM is IRREPLACEABLE. My boys are IRREPLACEABLE. Get it???

Don't try to tell me that I am wrong. When you say to have another baby, I find it insulting to the memory of my sons. How dare you. How dare you insult my sons like that. How dare you insult their memory like that. How fucking dare you.

Just stop. STOP.

I Will Not Let This Define Me.

I will not let this define me. I do not want to be known as the woman who lost her two sons. Yes, I am that person, but that is part of my whole being.

I am a person in my own right. I have achieved a lot in my life. My biggest achievements are my children. My three children. My daughter and my two sons. But I have achieved more. I work, have studied hard to get where I am, and love what I do.

I am a wife. To a guy that probably, no definitely, could have married a better person. He could have had a beautiful stunner of a wife. Someone who could cook up a storm in 10 minutes. I really lucked out when I married him.

I will NOT let this define me. Yes, this has changed me forever, but there is more to me.I will NOT LET THIS DEFINE ME.