Thursday, October 15, 2009

Pregnancy and Infant Loss Rememberance Day

I am a mother of 4. 2 girls, one boy, and one angel. I was 10 weeks and 3 days pregnant when my little one went to Heaven, and I was left with broken heart.

When a mommy finds out that she is pregnant, the dreams start right then and there. The planning, the hoping, the naming. We will teach him to play baseball. We will sign her up for ballet. Will she look like her sister? Will he love life like his grandpa? We dream and imagine what this little bean, no bigger then a raisin will become.

Some tell others, but we kept our little secret to ourselves. It is such a special gift and exciting time, and we wanted to savour it together for but a few short months. Our love had grown again, our Lord had blessed us once more.

And if it truely was a dream, it was over. The baby was gone. No ballet, no baseball, no baby... What do you do with those dreams? They were for a real person, not a made up figment of your imagination. But, yet, they are not for a living person. No one else will look back and remember your little one. There will be no memorial service, no jokes about the fun times, no thoughts of the wonderful things they had done. They never existed. No birth certificate, no death certificate. No one to shed a tear for them. No one but, their mommy and daddy.

There are millions of mommies and daddies around the world, some you dont even know are parents, who are remembering their little ones in their hearts today. A day set aside to let grieving mommies and daddies know that they are not alone, and to remember their babies who left life far to soon. If you are missing your little one or ones tonight, please know you are not alone. May the God of comfort wrap His arms around you and fill you with His unimaginable peace.


Virginia Lee said...

Thank you for this post. You put into words exactly how my husband and I felt when we lost our little one. God bless you.

Debbie said...

Thank you for these special words. I think back so many times to the way I felt when I had my miscarriage. My son always is saddened when he thinks he once had a twin who is now gone. For some reason he feels a real connection with that twin even though they were only together for a short couple of months.