I know there will be a lot of days, even after I've started to "feel better" about losing Gabi, that just floor me. It's only been 3 days. Today she would have been 7 weeks old. Yesterday, if I had a normal pregnancy, I would have been 34 weeks along.
I hope that as time goes on I can stop feeling terribly sad on weeks. Months, yes. Years, of course. Thanksgiving, Christmas, mother's day, father's day, my birthday (the day she was born), and DH's birthday (the day she got sick). I just hope the sadness spaces itself out a little more.