{"id":1202,"date":"2013-10-12T10:17:00","date_gmt":"2013-10-12T10:17:00","guid":{"rendered":""},"modified":"2021-11-15T08:53:47","modified_gmt":"2021-11-15T08:53:47","slug":"vreme-suza","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.booksandlilies.com\/index.php\/2013\/10\/12\/vreme-suza\/","title":{"rendered":"Vreme suza"},"content":{"rendered":"<div dir=\"ltr\" style=\"text-align: left;\" trbidi=\"on\">\n<div style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n<div class=\"separator\" style=\"clear: both; text-align: center;\">\n<a href=\"http:\/\/i1291.photobucket.com\/albums\/b552\/AlexDress\/crno_zpscd2cbf1f.jpg\" imageanchor=\"1\" style=\"margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;\"><br \/><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" border=\"0\" src=\"http:\/\/i1291.photobucket.com\/albums\/b552\/AlexDress\/crno_zpscd2cbf1f.jpg\" height=\"480\" width=\"640\" \/><\/a><\/div>\n<div class=\"separator\" style=\"clear: both; text-align: center;\">\n<\/div>\n<p><!--more--><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;\">Pi\u0161u\u0107i prethodni post ni slutila nisam &nbsp;koliko \u0107e taj vikend postati obla\u010dan i sumoran, kao i dani koji su usledili za njim i koji kao da se ni\u017eu u beskraj. Izgubila sam bebu kojoj sam se toliko radovala. Jesam strepela prvih par meseci trudno\u0107e, ali sam se kasnije, otkako sam u\u0161la u \u010detvrti mesec malo opustila i ve\u0107 po\u010dela da smi\u0161ljam imena za bebu, razmi\u0161ljam kako \u0107e izgledati i naru\u010dila svoju prvu trudni\u010dku haljinu. Dva dana sam le\u017eala u bolnici, slu\u0161ala pla\u010d beba iz porodili\u0161ta i tugovala za svojom. Jedva sam do\u010dekala da me puste ku\u0107i da tugujem na miru, bez beskorisnog te\u0161enja doktorki i sestara kojima je to gotovo svakodnevna pojava. Stigla sam taman na vreme da se oprostim sa svojim zekom koji je umirao, \u010dekaju\u0107i da me vidi poslednji put. On uop\u0161te nije bio bolestan, odjednom &nbsp;je malaksao i po\u010deo da kopni. Veterinar nije mogao ni\u0161ta da u\u010dini, umro je na njegovom stolu, pogledav\u0161i nas svojim nedu\u017enim plavim o\u010dima poslednji put. Sahranili smo ga u kutiji, ispod jednog drveta, ubaciv\u0161i jednu na\u0161u fotografiju i bebinu sli\u010dicu sa ultrazvuka, jedinu koju smo imali. I dalje mi je te\u0161ko da poverujem kako mi se svet u trenu okrenuo naglava\u010dke. Dosad je \u017eivot prema meni bio relativno blag, bila sam po\u0161te\u0111ena u\u017easa koji snalaze neke ljude, pa pretpostavljam da je do\u0161ao red i na mene. Sada mi jedino ostaje da mislim da su beba i zeka negde zajedno. Znam da me mnogi ne\u0107e razumeti jer samo onaj ko je do\u017eiveo ovako ne\u0161to mo\u017ee znati koliko je te\u0161ko. Druge dece nemam da mi pru\u017ee utehu, suprug i ja smo sami u stanu, sad nas vi\u0161e ni zeka ne \u010deka kad se vra\u0107amo, lupkaju\u0107i i tra\u017ee\u0107i hranu i dru\u0161tvo. &nbsp;Otputova\u0107emo negde, da se bar nakratko sklonimo od ove praznine koja razara. Znam da \u0107e nam, kako vreme bude prolazilo, biti lak\u0161e, ali to treba do\u010dekati. Najgore mi je kad mi neko ka\u017ee &#8220;De\u0161ava se&#8220;. Kao da \u0107e meni biti i\u0161ta bolje ako znam da su i drugi ljudi nesre\u0107ni jer ostaju bez \u010dlanova porodice.&nbsp;<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;\">Trudila sam se, a i nadalje \u0107u se truditi da ovaj blog bude jedno veselo i bezbri\u017eno mesto, ali mi treba vremena. Vrati\u0107u mu se kada se malo oporavim.<\/span><span style=\"font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;\">&nbsp;<\/span><\/p>\n<div class=\"separator\" style=\"clear: both; text-align: center;\">\n<a href=\"http:\/\/i1291.photobucket.com\/albums\/b552\/AlexDress\/Weekly\/spavalicaa_zpsafcb13a7.jpg\" imageanchor=\"1\" style=\"margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" border=\"0\" src=\"http:\/\/i1291.photobucket.com\/albums\/b552\/AlexDress\/Weekly\/spavalicaa_zpsafcb13a7.jpg\" height=\"240\" width=\"320\" \/><\/a><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\">\n<i><span style=\"font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;\">Moja spavalica sada zauvek spava.<\/span><\/i><\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_mi_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1202","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.booksandlilies.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1202","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.booksandlilies.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.booksandlilies.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.booksandlilies.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.booksandlilies.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1202"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.booksandlilies.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1202\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.booksandlilies.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1202"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.booksandlilies.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1202"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.booksandlilies.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1202"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}