I’m holding and snuggling my newest a little tighter this week as I remember the little(s) I didn’t get to hold.
Having one in my arms has changed my perspective on the 3 we didn’t get to meet. The pain is deeper, yet healed. The pain is present, but not suffocating. I’m more aware of what I’m missing, but it’s bittersweet to know that are cared for far better than I can provide.
Missing our babes today (7/25, 9/24, 4/25) and beyond thankful for the one I got to meet and I get to hold. Sometimes my words are completely insufficient for all the feelings that surround anniversaries.
Repeat Pregnancy Loss will always be a part of me. All 4 of our littles have 100% of my heart- for the rest of my life.