Bereaved Mother’s Day

Thinking of you, Theodore “Tek” Kon. I love you forever and always. 💝

I’m angrier now than I was when we first lost you. I’m angry that I’m experiencing all the firsts with my second child. All these firsts should have been with you. I’m angry that we have to be parents to two but only have proof of one. I’m angry that I have to answer the “how many kids do you have” question with a negative that should be a positive exciting response. I will always say two. I’m angry that I sometimes feel less of a mom because I only have one. I want the chaos of having two kids. Especially a little boy and a little girl. I want the chaos of the fighting and the playing. Caroline would love to have an older brother. She would have been an amazing little sister. I’m angry that I don’t know what kind of kid you would be. So many questions about who you would be. I’m so angry you aren’t here.