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A client called  this week specifically to find out about the baby.She had bought a gift for baby and wanted to know how we were doing. Being a mum of two ,I didn't know how to tell her about my baby not being with me.I finally gathered myself and I explained Jaden's story and she felt quite guilty about having asked but again I explained it was not her fault. That afternoon another client called and after talking about a product she wanted she remembered that she had seen me pregnant sometime back and asked whether I got the baby, and I said yes and brushed it off. She said she would come by the office the next day and I was like phew, I wont be there to explain anything but she changed her mind and said she would pop into the shop on this particular day. Samara was taking her nap when the client came with her family and she asked oh..you have the older one here..where is the small one..at home? Awkward place to be at...

So that has been my experience this week. How does it make me feel...it makes me very moody and feels quite painful. On this particular day,I found that I was getting angry at baby gal..and I would apologise to her because it is not her fault. I thanked God also that I have clients who care so it is a mixed bag.Sometimes depending on the relationship with the client, I either explain that baby ain't with us or sometimes I just allow them to say what they want..like assumptions that he is at home...

Well thank God, we close work today. The Christmas break is here and am not sure where I am at,but I thank God for family and friends. As much as I miss Jaden so so much, I remind myself that I have family and friends who I love and who love us back. So I will take it a step at a time.,a day at a time.

Comments

ALICE said…
Hi,

Its a painful place to at but with time the questions will be less and less and eventually seize. The first step to resume work always seems hard.May God give you courage to face every waking day.

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