I can’t let the day go by without sharing some love with my sisters and brothers grieving and remembering the babies that they never got to see grow up.
The pain gets better but never completely goes away! It can hit you out of no where. Yes I’ve questioned God, I stopped praying, I’ve been angry, and envious. It wasn’t until I cried out to God, was honest with Him about how I felt about what He allowed, started sharing my story, and allowed myself to believe again that I begin to heal!
I don’t care if you were pregnant for only 6 weeks. Maybe you cared for your baby for 3 months and they suddenly passed. Maybe you didn’t get to announce to the world your pregnancy or you never got to take your baby home from the hospital. You were that child’s parent. You are in my thoughts and prayers today. Break the silence and shame!