Our Angels

Life has been trucking on, and I have had very little time to blog recently, but I got a chance today...and my mom says she needs her "blog fix!"

Life happens while we are busy doing other things, right?...RIGHT! I, again, have found this to be true. Over the weekend a little angel went to heaven, I don't know his or her name...other than their last, and I will not know what he or she looked like until I am there myself. This angel was a baby that I miscarried. This our second, the first was just before I became pregnant with our oldest son.

This time was harder than the last. I questioned myself, and everything going on around me. Was it my fault? I know that people do this, and I am not alone. But the difference with me is that I have a faith greater than our loss. I know that our child is being loved by the greatest parent in the world! Never feeling pain, or loss, waiting for the rest of his family to join him.

Why, when we lose a baby, do we feel compelled to try again? Because love conquers all! No, fear or anxiety can make the hope of another baby disappear! This is the same reason that we ladies are excited to bring our children into the world, knowing that it will not be a painless process. Sacrificing ourselves so that our babies can live! No stretch mark is too ugly, no veins too unsightly, no backache is too much, we give all we have to give...and will continue for our entire lives!

I am sad that our baby is not going to be in my arms, but I know that every gift comes from heaven...ours just got to go back early! We love you, baby B, and we are so blessed that you were here even though you weren't here to stay!

For you who have been here too, there is hope and peace to be found! Every baby is meant to be, some just aren't meant to be here as long as we would like. I hope you find your joy again....cling to it! Cry, laugh, do something that makes you happy, and continue to live! Moving on doesn't mean that you don't care, it means that you know that your purpose is still out there!