Last year on the 15th I had vaguely heard from other Angel Baby moms that it was the Pregnancy and Infant Loss Awareness day.
A few months later it finally clicked through my grief-stricken brain...duh there are a lot of us! So I would like to challenge all of you to light a candle, do a balloon release, or just give them a hug if you know someone who has lost their precious piece of their heart.
I know so many have had miscarriages and so many times people brush that off as insignificant. But it's important to you. When I offered my condolences to a friend that had two miscarriages lately she brushed it off as not as important as what happened to me. It broke my heart that she wouldn't let me care.
It is heartbreaking to be excited for a baby and then have it dashed to pieces.
I am so sorry to everyone whose heart is broken...no matter the cause. But my heart is especially tender to those who lose children. I know that pain and though I've never had a miscarriage I have had several close calls and can only imagine the pain that would result from one.
I am also sad for those who try and try for years...and nothing. It hasn't been even that long for me and it has been rough for me to wait...and I already had 3. Though I have finally made peace with the fact that it might take a long time, I have a very tiny glimmer of what people who have to wait for their arms to be filled.
On Saturday, you will all be in my heart my friends. I hope you know your pain doesn't go unnoticed, especially by our Heavenly Father.
Right before Declan's birthday I was struggling. I went to the Relief Society General Conference (which is a meeting for the women of our church where we listen to talks). I love this talk given by Pres. Uchtdorf. I loved the whole thing and it is available on LDS.org or Youtube. But I needed these specific words...
I know that we all feel lost sometime in our life...but we really aren't alone. It is really hard to remember that during those storms. But I have felt in the depths of my sorrow and pain that I was never alone. I know there is a loving Heavenly Father and that he has sent his Son to help us all return to him. I knew that so certainly the hour after the nurse place Declan in his bassinet and wheeled him out of my room. We are not alone.
