Another year, another anniversary

Today is yet another day we remember the loss of our babies.  I was fortunate enough to receive a beautiful photo/picture creation in honour of the day from a friend I hadn’t heard of in a while and it is very precious to know that somebody else remembers with us.

I think I told you that in February, with Natalie’s anniversary, I realised that all the babies “lost” in the womb, went from there straight into God’s arms.  Now, that doesn’t mean we don’t miss them, or forget they are gone.  It’s just comforting to know they are happy and safe and beloved and we will see them again.

Kevin is so thoughtful.  He asked if I minded him taking Johnathan out this evening and at first I said yes and then decided that actually, no, I wanted them both with me.  He didn’t mind, because he knows the days and dates of our babies just as much as I do.

Baby/pregnancy loss is hard on everyone.  It doesn’t matter in what way or stage that baby went, they are still a LIFE that you have missed seeing grow and develop and what they will become as adults.  Every loss is different and none is more special than any other.

All of my children are loved and wanted and I wouldn’t be without any of them.  Johnathan, yes, is the only child that entered breathing into this world, but he still has six siblings and they will always be part of our family.  Their memories are precious.

TREASURE

Our babies go from our wombs into God’s arms, and what better place could they be?  I know He will look after them perfectly for me and every other mother whose baby never made it to this earth.