Natalie Weaver

I was struggling, but the struggle is beginning to lift. ⁣ ⁣ I was struggling because I was reliving the feelings of isolation we experienced to keep Sophia safe, but this time it was without Sophia.⁣ ⁣ I was struggling because every time my heart dropped due to my reflex to protect Sophia, I had to remind myself that Sophia was safe now, which meant she is no longer here.⁣ ⁣ I was struggling because all of this was triggering my medical-related PTSD, trauma, and past fears I felt for over a decade of Sophia's life.⁣ ⁣ I was struggling because I realized that a majority of my grief/mental health supports and routines were found outside of my home, which I can't do during this time.⁣ ⁣ I was struggling because it's the longest I had felt okay since Sophia's death, and now my grief felt heavy again.⁣ ⁣ I was struggling because I once again had to readjust my life when I had gotten myself in a good place. ⁣ ⁣ I was struggling because I was hiding again and didn't feel I could be myself in a world that wants me to be pleasant, positive and moving on from my grief and pain.⁣ ⁣ I was struggling, but the struggle is beginning to lift. ⁣ ⁣ Once again, I'm finding a new normal that involves me being gentle with myself and accepting of ALL of my feelings. I'm no longer resisting. I just needed time to readjust. ⁣ ⁣ I'm reminded of the many things I have to be grateful for, which includes being alive and more quality time with my kids and husband. ⁣ ⁣ Today, I’m recommitting to finding a good routine for my grief and mental health at home. It will take time but I will find my place again. I’ve done it many times in my life and I will do it again. ⁣ ⁣ Please don't forget to check on your friends that were already going through challenging times. Ask them how they are REALLY doing. Make them feel safe to be themselves. It makes a huge difference. Grief never truly leaves us. ⁣ ⁣ #SweetSophia #MentalHealth #MedicalPtsd #Grief #GriefJourney #ChildLoss #Anxiety

I acquired this ability out of necessity to protect my physical and mental health while recovering from the trauma of losing my child. I've experienced many hurtful things throughout this time, like people sending me messages(which is why I don't check them as much) celebrating my daughter's death and other cruel and selfish behaviors. Earlier on, as each hurtful situation was thrown at me, I could feel the pressure on my heart increasing. As the physical pain in my chest got worse, I suddenly realized that I couldn't go down this unhealthy path. I've been through more than enough. My heart, mind, and soul are already filled with the worst pain of my life. I have no more space in my heart for people that want to add to my pain. Besides, none of this other stuff matters anymore, not like it used to. I decided to no longer carry the hurt caused by others, past, present, or future. I let it all go and continue to move forward. I've been practicing this for the last six months or so. It's gotten more natural to do as time goes on, and it has made a positive difference in my life. As with most things, I'll always have to work on this and I hope I can keep it up! Now, I try to focus on working through my grief, being kind and forgiving to myself and others, being there for my beautiful family, spending time with them, and honoring Sophia by keeping her story alive and by appreciating life as much as possible. I keep my attention on the kind, compassionate, and supportive people, and there are a lot of you! #SweetSophia #ChildLoss #Grief #Reflection #MentalHealth

Almost. F**k you Almost. I almost got that book deal. I almost got that tv show/documentary. I almost made it on that huge talk show. I almost followed through on that great idea. I almost got mainstream media to pay attention. I almost had considerable opportunities to change the world, open millions of eyes to true beauty, unconditional love, acceptance, and to normalize profound disabilities and complex facial differences. Almost but not quite. Why? Why couldn't I make it happen? Why wasn't my cause important enough? Why wasn't I good enough, strong enough, bold enough, interesting enough? When I focus on the opportunities that almost happened, it makes me feel like I've failed and that I didn't fight hard enough. I wanted nothing more than to change the world and make it a better and more accepting place for Sophia while she was here, but I didn't have enough time. If I had started sooner and not allowed my fear and the horrible treatment and reactions of others to destroy me, then maybe I could've done a lot more and accomplished that dream while Sophia was here. If I allow myself to go down the path of almosts, then I feel like I should quit, but I can't. I promised Sophia before she died that I wouldn't abandon the vital work we started together. So instead, I will focus on the things I did, the opportunities I had, and the changes we made. I will think about the lives we've changed, and the eyes and hearts we've opened. I will think about the pride in Sophia's face when I shared the impact she was having on this world. We did a lot in three years and accomplished more than I could've ever imagined, and I will continue to focus on that. Even though my beautiful Sophia is no longer here to experience or see the change I fought so hard for, I will still fight to make this world a better, kinder and more accepting place for her and people like her. The thought of the opportunities I almost had but didn't, won't make me quit, and they won't make me feel as though I am not good enough. So, f**k you Almost.

Forgive Yourself⁣ Forgive yourself for not just being a mom but also needing to be a nurse, doctor, specialist, therapist, researcher, employer, advocate, and more. You did it so your child could have the best life possible.⁣ ⁣ Forgive yourself for ignoring the mounting stress, fear, and pain you carried about someday losing your child. You did it to get through every day without crumbling.⁣ ⁣ Forgive yourself for not realizing others felt the stress that you tried so hard to hide. You became so comfortable with the pressure that you sometimes didn't notice it was there.⁣ ⁣ Forgive yourself for being on edge and anxious. You were waiting and listening for 'the' call, alarms, or signs of distress so you could drop everything to save your child and keep them alive.⁣ ⁣ Forgive yourself for not taking care of your mind and body like you should’ve and paying for it now. You were under massive amounts of stress.⁣ ⁣ Forgive yourself for not being all the things you wanted to be for all the people you love. You were dealing with unbelievable circumstances and couldn't be strong forever.⁣ ⁣ Forgive yourself for making mistakes. You are not perfect, and no one but you expects ⁣ you to be.⁣ ⁣ Forgive yourself for breaking down. You held it together for so long and had to break to rebuild.⁣ ⁣ Forgive yourself for not being able to save your child or take away their pain. You did everything you possibly could to keep your child safe, happy, loved, and alive.⁣ ⁣ Forgive yourself.⁣ ⁣ #SweetSophia #Grief #ChildLoss⁣

Grief can be a very lonely journey, but I don't think it has to be. You can’t walk this path for me, but you can walk alongside me to remind me I’m not alone.⁣ ⁣ This journey is teaching me to let more people in, and my life is better because of it. It's not easy for me, a natural loner, but it is necessary. We need people, no matter how strong and independent we are. ⁣ ⁣ It’s better to ask for what you need instead of walking this path alone. I’m still working on this myself. Fear of being a burden, being hurt, or disappointed sometimes holds me back, but I realize it’s better to know who is willing to be there and who is not. You might be surprised by the number of people that are willing to be there if you let them. ⁣ Also, whether or not someone can be there for you does not make them good or bad, right or wrong. Everyone is different, going through things and have different capacities at different times in their lives. Realizing and accepting this has helped me and kept my heart more open. ⁣ I'm forever grateful for the community I have because of my powerful Sophia. My friend Dianne Gray called her ’the connector’ and I do believe she continues to connect me to others just when I need it.⁣ It's been magical to experience these beautiful moments. ⁣ I read these today, which is what got me thinking and inspired my above thoughts. I'm sharing in case it might help someone else.⁣ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ⁣ I read these today which is what got me thinking and inspired my above thoughts. I'm sharing in case it might help someone else.⁣ ⁣ “𝘛𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘶𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴, 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘥. 𝘕𝘰 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱 𝘶𝘯𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘸𝘦 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮. 𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘶𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘣𝘦𝘥.” -𝘉𝘢𝘳𝘣𝘢𝘳𝘢 𝘓𝘢𝘻𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘈𝘴𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘳⁣ ⁣ “𝘐𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥. 𝘐 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘵 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘐 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘴 𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘦 𝘶𝘱. 𝘐 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘐 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘢𝘥𝘷𝘪𝘤𝘦. 𝘐𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘺 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥.” 𝘋𝘰𝘶𝘨 𝘔𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨⁣ #ChildLoss #Grief #SweetSophia

I’m laying in bed today. Not all day, but for a little bit. This is a big step for me.⁣ I went to grief counseling yesterday, and I talked about my extreme discomfort with fully relaxing while at home. So, this is my new assignment. Get comfortable with doing nothing and something mindless. I'm about to watch tv during the day.⁣ ⁣ For the ten and a half years of Sophia’s life, I was always on high alert. I was always waiting and ready for the moment I’d have to drop everything to perform medical interventions. This happened almost daily. She did have calm weeks and months, but my anxiety was always present, just in case, and I had adjusted to this. ⁣ Yesterday, I told my therapist that I was ready to face the traumas of watching my child in many life-threatening situations, performing emergency medical tasks at the drop of a dime, and watching my child take her last breath. I don't know how to do that yet, but I'm ready to learn.⁣ ⁣ We think of people in the military when we speak of PTSD, but many other people experience it too. Parents of kids with life-limiting and chronic illness face it as well. Some triggers send me into panic mode, like beeps, coughing, sirens, choking sounds, running errands, and not being able to find things. All relate back to life-threatening situations. I could be in panic mode, and you might not even know it unless you know me. I got good at hiding it. I had to go about life, pick my kids up from school, be a mom, wife, and advocate. So I stuffed it down, ignored it, and kept going. ⁣ ⁣ My body still carries the memories, and it hasn't adjusted to her being gone. I'm going to try a new therapy for PTSD called EMDR. I want to learn to face my traumas and live without these triggers.⁣ I'm tired all the damn time, and my memory has been horrible for years. I'm hoping that this will all improve one day. ⁣ ⁣ Have any of you tried this therapy, and has it helped? Have you been able to move beyond the triggers that were caused by your traumas? ⁣ ⁣ #SweetSophia #ChildLoss #Grief #Trauma #PTSD #MentalHealth

To sit in a moment that your child created even though she is no longer here is such a powerful thing. ⁣ ⁣ One of Sophia's adventures was a private tour of @themintmuseum thanks to Michelle Boudin & Caroline. ⁣ Sophia loved the art and was especially captivated by this photo. She was so happy to see the face of another beauty that didn't quite look like everyone else. ⁣ ⁣ Tonight I got to meet the photographer and the woman that brought us together. Dana saw an interview with the image of Sophia in front of Ruben Natal-San Miguel's art, so she reached out to me to let me know that Ruben saw the interview and was moved. ⁣ ⁣ More recently, Dana said that Ruben Natal-San Miguel was coming to Charlotte for the first time and that we should all get together. I said yes, and at the time, didn’t realize it was on the six month anniversary of Sophia’s death. ⁣ ⁣ Though this morning was really difficult, I knew that I must keep my plans because it felt like Sophia set this all up. I’m so glad I did. I got to connect with two amazing souls on so many meaningful and real levels. This is what feeds my soul.⁣ ⁣ Dana so generously gave me her photograph. It’s a piece of art and memory that I’ll treasure forever.⁣ ⁣ Thank you, Sophia, for continuing to guide me and connect me to others through your impact, and thank you, Ruben, for your beautiful art. ⁣ ⁣ #SweetSophia #ChildLoss #Grief #NormalizeFacialDifferences⁣