Jean, I'm sorry. It must have been bittersweet to be there pregnant but without your son.
The smell of the OBGYN waiting room is what gets me. When I had to go in to get my stitches removed (5 days after Gracie died), the emotion was still very raw and I cried almost instantly. When I went back for my pp three weeks later, it was the same thing. I kept flashing back to each prenatal appointment or ultrasound and pictured how happy dh and I were to be having a baby.
I also hate any type of hospital scene on tv. The other night we were watching the comedy Dirty Work and there was a hospital scene that made my chest hurt. Seeing the equipment and the hospital bed (fake or not) hit me hard.
Mommy to Gracie- born at 25 weeks 03/15/11, 11 inches, 1.1lbs, and absolutely beautiful. Became my sweet angel the next day.